Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1920-12-10

Their. "Sold every dunn thing 'ceptln
those boxes of flower seeds; guess you
better keep 'em, Ann, and start a posy
garden next summer.
Mr.. Archer figured on slip OF pa
per. When he had finished he smiled
sadly at his daughter. when the Dllis
are all paid, dear, there will be just
enough money to keep us until spring.
then-what?"
Ann smiled bravely. Don't worry
father, will take care of that-it VIII
be my turn to do something. l am glad
the store is sold out. You can spend
little time at home nOw--just think OF
H4he kitchen garden we shall have next
year,"
..WeIl see, Ann" he said, and his
look was not very hopeful. The Archer
store had been driven out OF business
by one of series of chain stores, anu
as the Archers were elderly people
with one daughter, they were inclined
to worry because, after the winter
months were over, there was nothing
to live on. Ann had never been tfalheo
for any particular work, ana no"
there was no money to take up any
/ thing new.
"What can I do?" Ann asked the
question dozens of times as she went
over her scanty stock of accomplish
+ments. She could find no answer UNI
til one day a travelling salesman who
10 tn coll of the store
came out to see her father. Ann talked
with him while.
III wish | could do something to
earn money, Mr.. Stone she said
earnestly 'Do you think could
travel on the road-sell sOmething|
.iSeH seeds. l can get you posi-
ton with my house to sell flower ana
vegetable Seeds" said Mr.. Stone,
briskly. Better still, stay at home,
raise the seeds yourself and sell 'em
to my house,"
az lould love to do that" cried
Ann. 1--WE have the land, but l am
not sure how to do it."
"You say you had some flower seeds
left from the store. Get some books
FROM the library here, and I'll send
you some more from town. Your IA
Their can knock together shallow boxes
for the seedlings, and when it is time
they can be set out of doors. 1t will
keep the whole family busy. Next
year you will make enough to live on
for year-and two years from now
you will be driving your own carr
Mr.. Stone was young and enthusiast
tic and Ann was younger and pretty;
the study of flowers was most interest
ing. The Archers worked from Febru-
airy. when they planted the seeds IN
the house until June, when they began
to reap the reward of their efforts by
the sale of young plants to their
neighbors and q nearby florist.
'This is the right profession for
you, Miss Ann" said young Stone AS
he advised the flower farm girl about
next years needs. Look over your
books now-see how many seeds of
ANNALS you have gathered and sold,
saving some for planting next year.
You wouldn't think that pretty posies
like mignOnette, sweet alyssum, can
dytuft, pansies and such could make
money for you, eh?"
"It's such a beautiful business" said
Ann softly. II am so happy about it,
Mr.. Stone"
"Good enough" returned the brisk
Mr.. Stone, turning pink and struggling
hard not to say something else.
you've got a brother in the city,
haven't your"
Ann paled and then flushed. All
their friends knew about Frank, who
was young and pretty wild, and no
help to his family "Just give me his
address, went on Mr.. Stone. Il know
a dandy place for him to board and
good lob for him-straighten him out
in no time"
Ann gave the desired address and
tried to forget about Franks way
wardness. They had hoped so much
TO win him back to his home again,
but all efforts had failed. If any one
could reach him, John Stone could.
Another winter passed and then
spring, early this year, and soon after
Easter the Archer family stood in
speechless delight watching the
gorgeous pansy beds-seeing the
dainty flower heads ruff1ing in the
light breeze.
'It's the most wonderful sight in the
sorld," breathed Mrs. Archer, thank
fully.
Heaps better than the old store,
agreed Mr.. Archer, who was hale ana
ruddy with outdoor life.
sour pansy farm" murmured Ann
and Stone, who was never far from
her side when business permitted, ap-
plauded gently.
"Call it Pansy Farm, folks" he sug-
gested.
''Tll have a sign painted tomorrow.
said Mr.. Archer promptly.
"Theres only one thing lacking TO
make us perfectly happy" sighed Mrs.
Archer, and they all knew she was