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After having been away for nearly two months, 

 of course there was a great deal for the children 

 to see on their return, and they made fresh dis- 

 coveries every day. 



Their gardens had overgrown all bounds. 

 Anne's still looked very pretty, thanks to Obi's 

 care in weeding it and keeping the sweet peas 

 from going to seed ; but Tommy's was a wreck. 

 The onions at the corners had sent up long flower 

 stalks, which had gone to seed and tumbled over, 

 and the peas and beans were yellow and full of 

 dry pods. The squash vines, however, were mag- 

 nificent and covered the fence, while the yellow 

 crooknecks peeped from between the big rough 

 leaves. 



" It will soon be time to take up my geraniums 

 to keep in my window," said Anne, as they were 

 looking at their gardens one September morning. 

 " You haven't anything to pick or take up, Tom- 

 my ; wouldn't you like one of my Fuchsias and a 

 Heliotrope ? " 



"Yes, I've lots to pick, beans and peas and 

 everything ! Course they're rather dry to cook 

 for us, but I tan feed them to the hungry quail 

 birds next winter ; and oh, Anne, do help me tount 

 my stwashes ! Obi says there is 'leven or fifteen ; 

 I've dot 'nough to make a whole flock of lovely 



