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than the others? Arid "she paused to examine the 

 vine closely. 



" And there are the little stumps on them as in the pic- 

 tures. See, the small shoots grow right out of them each 

 time. Give me the knife. I know how to do it." 



Johnny stood lost in wonder, while the bright Kate 

 slashed away in her impulsive style at the vine. The long 

 stems fell about her, and in a moment the tangled mass of 

 twisted vine was reduced to three simple stalks, or canes, 

 about five feet long. Up and down each one she allowed the 

 stumps of the side shoots to remain. Upon each was one 

 or more plump buds. She did not notice them, and though 

 the method she had pursued was a correct one, yet she had 

 chanced upon it almost by accident. The picture had given 

 her the idea in park, and a shrewd guess did the rest. 



Johnny gazed at the denuded vine, and then at the book. 



" Hooray ! Kate. You've hit it! Now let us see you 

 do it again." 



" Come on, my boy." 



Proudly swinging her knife, she advanced to the next 

 vine. Here was a superb tangle. A perfect thicket of 

 interlacing shoots struggled about the trellis. 



Kate paused, appalled at the prospect. 



" This is a tough one, Johnny." 



" Thought you'd be puzzled. I can't see how they do it, 

 for the life of me." 



