CHAPTER III 



YOU DECIDE ON A GREENHOUSE I THE FUN BEGINS 



That first little greenhouse that I have been 

 telling about did not do for very long. It was 

 "crowded to the gunwales" the first spring, in- 

 deed. I didn't know what under the sun we 

 should do with all the plants when fall came 

 again, because they never would go back into 

 that little house — I could see that! And I 

 wouldn't consider leaving any of them to the icy- 

 fingered mercy of old General Jack Frost. 



I certainly did a lot of worrying about it, but 

 the plants didn't — they just went on growing and 

 blooming and helping to make life more joyful 

 for every one who came in sight of them. Even 

 when the rain fell not, and moisture was gone 

 from the soil, they put on more blooms ! 



But before the nights were frost3% the frost 

 was provided against. The owner of the neighbor- 

 ing place drove into my yard one August day and 

 wanted to know if I would like to rent his place. 

 A friend of his who had it was leaving and he 

 didn't want the greenhouse that was on it un- 



