The evening times. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1906-1914, 1913-09-24

thest you v e saw. You'll need quite
a few things to hcusekeep with. seeing
YOU haven't got anything. Soon as
you get settled you must make YOU a
garden. You'll pretty neal live OUT of
it. If you're going to live in the coun-
try. you got to learn country ways.
Ellen was very willing. She rented
the house AMI she went to the auc-
ton. where she bid off a table. a small
cook stove. some rag carpet and a few
pots and pans. With these, combined
with what Mrs. Belts generously loan
ed her. she contrived to make a home.
Ellen had excellent judgment and a
thorough acquaintance with make
shift. She began to be almost happy
as she worked. ordering AMI reorder-
ing. Outside the early May sunshine
danced and she felt. almost Young.
She began to sing as she worked.
She hired a "tosie" to make her
garden-a village jack of all trades.
She watched him seriously; she even
aided him. setting cabbage and toma-
to plants with her w hands. and
smiling to see how quickly she tar
ned. After a day in the garden she
slept like a child-she who had dread
ed the cruel sleeplessness of long
! nights-and woke refreshed and keen
for. another day.
h garden grew marvellously. One
early morning as she was diligently
pulling weeds the old woman who lir-
ed in h house on the other side ct
the picket fence came out and spoke
to her.
"Ain't you going to- raise anything
but garden sass?" she demanded.
Ellen looked almost startled. 1t was
the first time a neighbor had spoken
% - ssVHyha<Su ~a~1A~ eorr ~ .hA
asked. bewiideringly.
What you're raising there-carrots
and SUCH"
OH" said Ellen. She smiled, yes,
l see now But what else should I
raise?"
why. there's posies." answered the
"Posies. yes" Ellen looked over
the fence into the mex yard. It was
a vivid tangle. of every kind Of old
fashioned flower that grows Her
heart beat fast. She had
dreamed that she could grow flowers,
don't believe I could grow flowers"
she said.
Don't you like 'em:" The bic
woman's black eyes snapped with
query. :
Like them" Ellen drew a long
breath. II love them. Oh; you'd UNI
derstand how much I love them II
you'd ever seen the place I lived in
brick. brick. brick. SO hot in sum-
mer and so cold in winter. Not a
green thing In sight. And no money
to go to the florists with. Sometimes
they decorate the store with roses and
carnations, and when they were pref
ty well faded they'd let US bring them
away. They were all the flowers I
ever had oh. I love them. I guess.
plenty. but when 1t to growing
them don't know enough"
"Pshaw!" said the old woman.
Don't let me hear you say that again.
Flowers Amt half as 1nicky to raise
as onions inc lettuce. I'll give you
some seed to plant and see II you
don't get a CROP"
The old woman went into the house.
Presently she came out. tottering
around by the gate and brought El-
len an apron full Of seeds. They sat
down on the back steps and the old
! woman gave her directions and sort
ed them. out.
Ellen planted the seeds as the old
woman directed. And as soon as he
first green shoots appeared she real
lied that she was far nor interest
ed in them than she had ever been in
neF Ne66tdUlSB. vegetables 1e0 HcT
body, but the flowers were destined 70
feed her soul. And her soul needed
feeding, God knew, 30 beauty starved
was 1t.
But in the mean lime the old lady
OH the other side Of the ferce did not
forget her. Almost every day she
passed a handful Of posies across to
Ellen. One day she came bringing a
ruge pot with q strange looking; stif
leaved plant in It..
This 10 q Sanzivera Zelonica,' she
said. ITS q South American plant
and it'll grow on q stone sidewalk.
I've got two and you're welcome to
this one. 'Taint' very healthy just
now. but may be you can do some
thing with it."
Ellen took the plant as a precious
legacy. She resolved to make it
thrive. She sent for seed catalogues
and studied them. At the little libra
ry she got books on horticulture and
perused them carefully. Life widen.
ed ~perespt.bly by pean. Of th.s. new