" Whatsoever a man soweth, whatsoever a 

 man soweth," he quoted softly to himself, 



eying the three toads askance, and poking 



the big turtle inquisitively, but snapping his ^^ 



hand back at sight and sound of the hooked 



beak and the fierce hissing. Then, because 



his library contained no book of exegesis 



equal to the occasion, he caught a small boy 



who was passing on his way to school and 



sent him off post-haste to my rooms to find 



out what it was all about. 



Now the three fat toads had also smelled 

 the spring down in a soft spot under the 

 lawn, whither, in the previous autumn, they 

 had burrowed for their winter sleep. When 

 the Reverend James stirred the sod, the 

 warm sun thawed them out and brought 

 them the spring's message, and they scram- 

 bled up to the surface promptly, as full of 

 new life as if they had not been frozen into 

 insensible clods for the past six months. As 

 for the big turtle, the smell of the fresh earth 

 had probably brought her up from the neigh- 

 boring pond to search out a nest for herself 

 where she might lay her eggs. Finding the 



