Norwich bulletin., 1915-07-14

T suppose that nearly every one thinks har own work In tho antcest and most interesting, said the little lame florist. looking up from the gardenias wonder why. Yet it would be terrible not to like your job! I just love mine, and I've been at it for years and l years Of course there are rush sea- sons. like Easter and Christmas. when It's pretty hard but, it's SO exciting to feel that I'm helping with everybOdy's good time that just forgot I'm tired aOf course, too, when I'm so awful ly rushed I don't get quite so much pleasure out of the work as I do when business is little slack Yet every spray Of early lilac or every bunch Of holly gives me little taste of some body's happiness that isn't lost, even in the hurry and scurry of waiting on dozen customers at once like 1t best, however, when it's rather quiet to keep me comfortably busy. Then I have time to enjoy each flower that sell.
 .'Now, this has been a lovely day. The shop was hardly open this morn ing when a handsome old gentleman got out of limousine and came in to buy carnation for his lapel.
 @ What color do you wishT asked.
 sssWhfchever looks the gladdest,' he answered, and I chose beautiful bright cherry shade and fastened 1t in his buttonhole When you come to think of it there really is no flower that looks gladder than cherry col- ored carnation. Is there? He glanced into the mirror, saw how me the flower looked and thanked me. Then he threw down twice the price of the flower and stepped briskly out to his car.
 "wasn't it nice to begin the day with some one who was glad All the time I was arranging the flower Jars in the window I wondered why the morning was such a happy one TOT him.
 And I wasn't a bit surprised-no, really Wasn't-when the same Hmou- sine stopped in front of the shop an hour later and the old gentleman and sunny haired girl came into the store. He nodded at me as if we were old friends.
 This child has to have a bunch of violets before she can really enjoy her breakfast
 "sChild, indeed, grandpa! I'll have you to know that I'm grown-up young lady with my hair in Psyche And I'm Just home from boarding school She laughed and pinned the violets against her furs. Now. grand pa. won't we feel silly going home all in flowers unless we have some posies for somebody who's waiting for usg Wasn't 1t sweet or her to Inlnh oA eHe grandmother at home?
 'sThey had just left the shop with their arms linked in the chummtest way when a young man without an overcoat and in very shiny clothes came in and asked whether l could make up a bounuet for 25 cents.
 "T know a quarter isn't hardly any, thing for flowers in the winter, he said but if you could just give me a pretty little bunch of the cheapest ones you've got I'd be thankful
 'tMv goodness, wasn't glad that the rich old gentleman had insisted upon overpaying me so much, for 1t would have made me feel awful bad to give that poor young man just the skinny little bouquet that 25 cents could really buy When he saw the roses and freesias that put together he grinned like a schoolboy
 z" Why, that'- bully!' he said. had no idea I could get anything half so pretty She'll be mighty ticAed-' Then he colored up almost as red as the Richmond roses I was putting in the box for him. She's my wife, and and we've got a brand new little girl
 'sWasn't it dear of him to tell me? I reached forward and took his hand and said, God bless your babyH He didn't answer at all. He just kind Of choked and held my hand awfully tight for second, and then ran off to the little new mother. Some day be- fore long he'll come wheeling go-cart in here, I know, and I'll give that baby a daisy to pull to pieces.
 "A little child ran in at noon on her