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218 MARY'S GARDEN AND HOW IT GREW 



"And the bulbs, when do you set them out? " 



"Monday. Would you show me Monday after 

 school?" 



"Yes, I might come over then, but it is easy to set 

 them out. Is all the little garden dug now?" 



"Oh, no 5 the asters are blooming, and sweet peas 

 a little, too. It 's just my perennial border." 



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 On Monday, on the way home from school, Mary 



stopped at Mr. Trommel's in the old fashion, for Mr. 

 Trommel sometimes forgot his engagements. 



"We 're all ready for you," she said. 



"Let me see ; it is the bulbs we set out," he said, 

 rising from his work. 



"Just wait till you see all I have ! " said Mary. 



"Have you sand in your garden? " 



"Ho." 



"Then I take a little with us." 



"What for? " asked Mary. 



"The bulbs hate manure ; if we put a little sand 

 around them, then they are sure not to touch it. 

 You know where it is, Liebchen, and my legs are old. 

 Go then into the greenhouse and fill a flat with sand, 

 and then we plant the bulbs." 



"There are crocuses," she confided, as they closed 



