142 MARY'S GARDEN AND HOW IT GREW 



here," she said, pointing with her foot in the grass, 

 quite near where Mr. Trommel sat breathing peace- 

 fully. 



"They are violets," said Herr Trommel. "Did 

 you plant them ? " 



"I brought them home from the woods." 



"They are growing nicely. Ha ! you have several 

 kinds," he said, growing interested. 



Mildred nodded. "I think that's the Canadian 

 violet," she said. "It has n't bloomed yet. And I 've 

 some of those long-stemmed ones that are colored 

 almost like pansies." 



"And jack-in-the-pulpit ! Did you bring him in, 

 too?" 



"Yes; and I have some anemones, but they've 

 gone by and trillium." 



"And the ferns 1 One, two, three, four kinds I see." 



"Yes." 



"The little garden does you credit. My child," 

 said Herr Trommel, "you can transplant well ; it is 

 a fine accomplishment." 



"What else could I plant in it, Mr. Trommel? " 



"I would keep to the wild things, and bring them 

 home yourself. I think it is better to plant them 

 and let them live than to kill them and dry them and 



