The Sussex Republican., 1911-12-09
warmer than I had ever been In


life. / felt that deserved smok|
not 30 much for work done as II
energy expended.
Myra returned In the course OF
half an hour. looking cool and cheer
full. "oh. thought you'd have M
ished 1t. George. What a little BIT
you've got donei"
"It's piokaxe that's wanted
here" said. mopping my brow
and regarding the little patch
broken clayey ground. !
THE ground Is full of stones" Y
explained. as lit my pipe agaiR
do you thing the soil 10 rich,
George7" she asked. ~
She must have got that word from
the gardening book. forthere was no.
thing In the back yard to suggest A.
1T may be rich dear. but it's
very miserly. However, don't worry.
l daresay in fortnight or three
weeks"
Nonsense, George! Dig away
and you'll soon be finished with IT."
while you're digging will fol-
low with the hoe and chop up the
big pieces of earth. The book says
the earth must be very fine."
1T Is fine," grunted. but she DID
not notice the miserable humor OF
my meaning. We labored silently
and with diligence for some time.
But suddenly / began to grow
desperately tired of what seemed un-
availing toll. The hotter became
the more certain / was that nothing
would grow in the wretched groundi
the more uncomfortable I felt, the
more positive l was that Myra and !
were wasting time. And when
happened to lift my eyes and caught
eight of grinning faces at the win
dows of the adjoining hpuse1IuF
threw down the spade with an
clamation of disgust w
"It's not nearly dinner-time 49,
observed Myra, who was cherry
stabbing away at the Jumps of cla5
mo. It's stopping time" replied.
not very nicely.
Poor George. are you tireda"
mo, I'm not tired; but I'm sick Of
this. It's perfectly useless. I'm
sure you can see that for yourselfr
Perhaps you're right. But we
haven't tried very hong, YOU knowr
"A little of such foolishness goes
long way" returned. putting on
my coat. II
"All right. well go into the house
for a little rest" she said. quietly.
Aren't your hands sore. Georgel"
MY hands are right enough" i
answered unsraciously.
She left me but presently return
ed with lemonade for my delecta-
tion.
suppose was ashamed OF my
self because ! could not apologize,
and when left the house little
later It was with a heavy heart-E
heavy because 1 had not humbied
myself.
/ was glad when day or so later
hastened to Myra's home to say
how sorry was for my ill-natured
behavior. There was no one In
the parlor when arrived. and after
waiting for a few minutes. wonder
ing II Myra had hardened her heart |
in my absence, / went to the win
dow and looked sorrowfully forth.
II was real surprise to behold the
transformation. The whole of the
ground had tho appearance of hav-
ing heen dug and we'll broken. I |
at once that Myra, not
wishing to give up her scheme, had
summoned professional assistance.
II was quite unreasonable of me butt
! felt little sore. However, had
no time for further thought. Tor j1sf \
then Myra appeared.
Don't. Georgel" she cried, vino
Ing when caught her hands.
Whats the matter7 know /
don't deserve to be forgiven, but.
1T isn't that. dear" she said,
gently, ats simply because l."
Let me see your hands, Myra."
cried. seized with sudden inspira-
ion.
oho hoiu theh up hiter some per- |
'uasion. And then understood. l
irew her over to the window. 4
How on earth did you do itf" / |
lsked, with a queer feeling in my
hroat. n
Don't be cross, George" she
aid. "Im little bit tired" II
"Oh, Myra! Myral" n
"s-h-h. Never mind. DEAR" she
The back yard isn't looking at all l
'ad. A wagon load of fresh soil
elped matters wonderfully, and
dyra and ! have found unlimited 10Y
n Watching the little lives come up.
hey may not all be In season, and
Te wonder what some Of them are;
ut we Hhali do better next yaar