14 MAKY'S GAKDEN AND HOW IT GKEW 



with thumb and finger, he pulled a strand of 

 raffia from the bunch thrust through his apron- 

 strings and began to wind it around the two as 

 carefully as if he were ban- 

 daging a limb. "I tie them 

 together so. 



"Now," said Mr. Trommel, 

 " 7-#v~te and gave a little 

 /v <~/vf9v^ grunt as he fas- 

 tened the raffia 

 r#e-~ string, "the papa 

 **v/v> w in have to pro- 

 vide for the little one. All 

 that he gets to eat from 

 the soil goes to make 

 the baby fat. He can 

 have no pretty clothes, 

 no flowers on the child 

 has it all ; he must just 

 work, work, send out 

 roots, and find something 

 to eat. It is a hard life 

 for the stock." 

 "Does n't the little branch do anything?" asked 

 Mary. 



