210 THE STRAWBERRY GARDEN. 



customers waiting to be served. Kate turned the basket 

 upside down and said : 



" Sold out. All gone. More to-morrow." Still the car- 

 riages drew up at the gate, and the people streamed into the 

 yard, asking for those extra fine, extra large, and every way 

 extra, Wellson strawberries. There were no such berries in 

 the market, and they were certainly worth double the price 

 asked. 



But it could not be helped. 



" We have sold out," said Kate. " Glad to take your 

 orders for to-morrow." 



Many left their orders, and at last they all departed. 

 Kate, singing merrily to herself, began to fold up the cloth 

 on her counter. Looking up, she beheld the . young man 

 writing a little note, with his left hand upon his knee. 

 Soon it was done, and, folding the paper as best he could, he 

 gave it to Kate, saying : 



"Would you be so kind as to hand that to your sister, 

 Miss Wellson ?" 



"Oh, with pleasure," said Kate, blushing, and beaming 

 radiantly upon him. 



She took the note and thrust it into her pocket. Just 

 then more impatient people came for the wonderful Wellson 

 strawberries. 



"All gone," said Kate. 



The people grumbled mildly, and then departed. Look- 



