5O MY SUMMER IN A GARDEN. 



missionary, and pretended to be converted, boil 

 a lot of it in a pot, stir in eggs, and mix and eat 

 it with relish, " Me likee he." It will be a 

 good thing to keep the Chinamen on when they 

 come to do our gardening. I only fear they will 

 cultivate it at the expense of the strawberries 

 and melons. Who can say that other weeds, 

 which we despise, may not be the favorite food 

 of some remote people or tribe ? We ought to 

 abate our conceit. It is possible that we destroy 

 in our gardens that which is really of most value 

 in some other place. Perhaps, in like manner, 

 our faults and vices are virtues in some remote 

 planet. I cannot see, however, that this thought 

 is of the slightest value to us here, any more 

 than weeds are. 



There is another subject which is forced upon 

 my notice. I like neighbors, and I like chick- 

 ens ; but I do not think they ought to be united 

 near a garden. Neighbors' hens in your garden 



