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noon. You see, I have the privet heeled in," she 

 added in her professional manner. 



"I see," said Mr. Trommel. 



"Guess what the Horticultural Club 's going to do 

 next spring ? " she said mysteriously. 



"I could not." 



"We 've decided to engage in business. "We 're 

 going to take contracts, yes, and fix up people's 

 yards for them in the spring, like Mr. Fox does, 

 only we would do it better." 



"And would you do pruning also?" 



"Oh, yes." 



"It is a noble work, Liebchen," declared the old 

 man, earnestly. "Then one can pass the pretty spiraeas 

 and forsythias without the bad feeling here," and he 

 laid his hand where the apron-strings were tied in 

 front, "to see how the poor things are choked with 

 branches they do not want and yet have their heads 

 cut off as a remedy." 



"Haddie is going to help me set out the hedge, be- 

 cause I gave him some of my perennials, some of the 

 little larkspurs and hollyhocks I grew myself. It 's 

 nicest to give things away." 



"But it is well to exchange also," said Mr. Trom- 

 mel. "The lad is right. 



