When it has grown a few months it's going to furnish flowers in the spring, a million different, wonderful leaves and berries in the summer, many fruits the birds love in the fall, and bright berries, queer seed pods, and nuts all winter." "You planted it for me ?" "Yes.

I think it will be beautiful in a season or two; it isn't so bad now.

I hope it will call myriads of birds to keep you company.

When you cross this stretch of road hereafter, don't see fetid water and straggling bushes and vines; just say to yourself, this helps to fill orders!" "I am perfectly tolerant of it now," she said.

"You make everything different.