THE GROOMING OF THE FARM 99 



&quot;Well, there was a meadow that was full of 

 it, just in its glory when the grass was ready to 

 cut. Jonathan, what would you have done ? &quot; 



&quot;Go on,&quot; said Jonathan. 



&quot;Well, he always mowed that field himself, 

 and when he came to a clump of butterfly- 

 weed, he always mowed around it.&quot; 



&quot;Very pretty,&quot; said Jonathan, in an im 

 personal way. 



&quot;And that,&quot; I added, &quot;is what I call hav 

 ing a proper subordination of values.&quot; 



&quot;I see,&quot; said he. 



&quot;And now,&quot; I went on, with almost too 

 ostentatious sweetness, &quot;if you will tell me 

 where to find a huckleberry patch that is not 

 already reduced to cinders, I will go out to 

 morrow and get some for pies.&quot; 



Jonathan knew, and so did I, that there 

 were still plenty of berry bushes left. Never 

 theless, he was moved. 



&quot;Now, see here,&quot; he began seriously, &quot;I 

 don t want to spoil the farm for you*. Only I 

 don t know which things you like. If you 11 

 just tell me the places you don t want touched, 

 I ll speak to Hiram about them.&quot; 



&quot;Really?&quot; I exclaimed. &quot;Why, I ll tell 



