My beautiful watch had run eighteen months without losing or gaining and withoutbreaking any part of its machinery or stopping. I had come to believe it unfailing in its judgmentabout the time of day; but at last, one night I let it rundown. I grieved about it as if it wererecognized messenger and forerunner of disaster. But soon, cheered up, set the watch by guessand commanded my anxieties to depart. Next day I stepped into the chief jeweler's to set it bythe exact time and the head of the establishment took it out of my hand and proceeded to set itfor e. Then he said, “She is four minute slow- regulator wants pushing up.” I tried to stop him,tried to make him understand that the watch kept perfect time. But, no, all this human cabbagecould see was that the watch was four minutes slow and the regulator must be pushed up a littleand so, while I danced round him in anguish and begged him to let the watch alone, he calmlyand cruelly did the shameful deed.​