The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1911-08-01

/ US know. Botany Is a fascinating
study" the young man continued. Il
took it up at college"
How lovely it is to know all about
fiowersv' she said. TT is your knowl-
edge, no doubt, which has made this
garden such a success"
"Oh, no, mop her neighbor answer
ed modestly. Mother has some skill
in that line. We have a number Of
rare plants, however, hard to match
that shaded lily, for instance"
ut is beautiful" the girl said softly.
Il should be pleased to have you ac-
cept a few very rare Seeds" he aaid.
eve have not many left
He was gone before Bette could re-
fuse or accept his offer and, return
ing, placed a small package in her
| palm.
"Betsiep called voice. "Oh. you
Bolster
| Her young brother stood in the door
way. A stubby pipe hung from the
corner Of his good natured mouth.
She nodded smiling farewell to the
obliging neighbor and turned toward
the house. The boy grinned as she APP
preached
who's st this time, Betts? he
asked, with brotherly frankness. His
sister ignored the hidden meaning In
the remark.
"Oh, Tommie," she answered enthu-
siastically, 'that Is Mr. White, our
new neighbor, botanist, and he is so
kind! He has given me these rare
seeds to plant, and we shall have
beautiful flowers when they grow"
There's another kind of young man
out in front with an auto" Tomnnie
interrupted That's why | called"
1t was not until the following morn
ing, when Miss Bette again tied the
blue ribbons Of her hat, that she re-
membered those precious seeds, Whare
had she left them? That was the
question. A thorough search Of porch
and cupboards failed to reveal their
hiding place.
''Mebbe t'rowed em out" the cook
said calmly. 81 don't know"
They're gone" she walled to her
brother, ''the seeds that Mr.. White
prizes so highly, and he is coming
over this very morning to show me-
where to place them. How can con-
fess to such carelessness p
Don't confess her brother replied
briefly.
But" she began and pointed to the
empty flowerpot In moment Tom
bad seized it and was rapidly nlling
the red receptacle with rich brown
earth.
There" he announced triumphantly,
1--WE viii allow the botanist to believe
his rare seeds are at this moment ~
posing therein, and before the sproub-
ing season arrives l myself will plant
some oats"
Il am going to place it in a sheltered
corner, yet not quite out Of reach Of
the sun"
She had barely arrived at the desig.
mated spot when CHEEKY voice called:
Good morIing And how does your
garden grow"
Mostly In my Imagination at pres
ent," Bette responded, and her cheeks
famed unaccountably.
With running leap Mr.. White vault
cd the dividing hedge. USED to do
stunts like that at college," he e:r-
| planned with pardonable pride Gust
came over to superintend the placing
| Of the plant. Yes, that's good cor
ner. But wait a minute. These deli
cate things need the greatest protec.
ton until they are fairly started Aft,
er that everything goes easy. Now,
we had better put this large jar over
| as cover for time, and when the
first green sprouts appear hope you
| will let me do the transplanting."
"Oh, yes. indeed; certainly" Bette
hastily agreed. And have you left
college recently, Mr.. Winter
Gardening was forgotten as the stu
dent leaned back comfortably upon
rustic bench, while the girl, swinging
20 and fro in her hammock, listened To
many tales of those same college days
Bettie's eyes met those of her com
panion unbelievingly as the noon whis.
ties blew.
Surely It cannot be so later she ex'
claimed.
And the young man did not return
home by the way Of the hedge. In
stead he walked slowly at Bettie's sids
to the very door.
May come again tomorrow b.