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IL Helu mower talk WITH tne DeSOnla; but
owners seemed no nearer acquaintance
than before, for, rise as early as Lucy
might, the begonia hao always been water
ed and the curtain was down
One day in late June something was
going on in the neighboring fiat. The
curtain was up. the window was open, and
Lucy, with rapid glance, caught sight of
a trunk packed and strapped, and an open
valise. An hour after an express wagon
stood in front of the building, and a
quantity of baggage was placed upon it.
"They have gone on vacation trip
hought Lucy; land now shall not know
my neighbor before -fa'' and perhaps
never at ALL"
But-she reckoned without the begonia.
The morning following there stood the
helpless begonia before the close-curtain-
ed window as usual; but the earth about it
was dry, and the green leaves were droop-
ing in the summer sun.
Lucy's heart leaped.
Fred, she exclaimed gaily, my oppor-
tunity has come! She has left her begonia
and | can water it.
You'd better not move it." said Fred,
''She may come back tomorrow and ac-
cuse you of meddlinS."
well, l can reach over" said Lucy,
and half climbing out on the balcony, she
watered the plant profusely. Morning and
night she attended to it; for the weather
was sultry, and the earth dried very fast.
Sometimes she even watered it by moon
light, when she had forgotten it or been
away at sunset
One, two, three, weeks went by
Il do hope" thought Lucy, THAT she
will come back before we go away our
selves, or she will never know how l tried
to save her flower for her.
In four weeks the neighors returned, and
the begonia grown to double its former
size and filled with delicate bloom, must
have been the first thing she saw when she
opened her dining room window. But
Lucy was not there at the happy moment
and there was no proffered recognition.
Her innocent plotting was not yet done
Fred's vacation began early in August, an
they were going to Greenwich to enjoy it.
There trunks were ready, and they were
awaiting the hour to go Lucy went to the
window to water her geranium.
II was going to take it home,' she said
1T is pretty now, with its pink blossoms
like little rose tree full of roses But
have decided to leave it for message to
my neighbor l shall put it over near her
begonia without saying word, and leave
it to plead for itself"
You'll never see it again. prophesied
her husband But she pushed it across
the balcony and closed the window.
I'm not afraid" she said
A happy month flew quickly by in the
old home in Greenwich. Early in Septem-
Der the Bryants, recruited in health and
spirits, found themselves again climbing
the stairs and entering the top fiat. Fred
began to make a fire, and Lucy wound the
clock
1t seems good to be in our own little
home again" she said; and then, with
sudden recollection, she turned to the din
ing room window to look out on the bal
cony.
All. she caught her in the act, The tall
slender, bright-eyed neighbor had her win
dow open and was watering the geranium.
The two women looked into each others
eyes and smiled. Lucy reached out her
hands, received her beautiful plant thrift
tier than ever, and more full of bloom
Il knew you had ministered to my bego-
MIA" said the neighbor, land was glad to
do something for you in return
"Wait a minute" said Lucy, II want to
give YOU handful of sweet peas from my
mothers garden
Il had a mother and garden once
said the neighbor, her eyes softening as
she took the peas. \ few words followed
on each side, and then the interview was
over.
But we are neighbors now aked Lucy
wistfully, as she raised her hand to lower
the winow
Yes, neighborS nowr said the other
heartily.
"Well, you have succeeded at last" said
Fred with laugh, as Lucy came to him
where he was listening.
She smiled happily. She had gained
her wish; she had overcome city barriers
she had gone about in her own way, and al
last she had a ncighbor.
There are no flies on me, she said,
With vchemence complete.
II am surprised at this" said he,
Because you are so sweet
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