But weeds would grow even in this fine garden; often the ground was bad and the good seeds sown in it would not spring up.

He had many under gardeners to help him.

Some did their duty and earned the rich wages he gave them; but others neglected their parts and let them run to waste, which displeased him very much.

But he was very patient, and for thousands and thousands of years he worked and waited for his great harvest." "He must have been pretty old," said Demi, who was looking straight into Uncle Fritz's face, as if to catch every word.
"Hush, Demi, it's a fairy story," whispered Daisy.
"No, I think it's an arrygory," said Demi.
"What is a arrygory ?" called out Tommy, who was of an inquiring turn.
"Tell him, Demi, if you can, and don't use words unless you are quite sure you know what they mean," said Mr.Bhaer.
"I do know, Grandpa told me! A fable is a arrygory; it's a story that means something.

My 'Story without an end' is one, because the child in it means a soul; don't it, Aunty ?" cried Demi, eager to prove himself right.
"That's it, dear; and Uncle's story is an allegory, I am quite sure; so listen and see what it means," returned Mrs.Jo, who always took part in whatever was going on, and enjoyed it as much as any boy among them.
Demi composed himself, and Mr.Bhaer went on in his best English, for he had improved much in the last five years, and said the boys did it.
"This great gardener gave a dozen or so of little plots to one of his servants, and told him to do his best and see what he could raise.