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should get so much pleasure out of this wild thing. 

 There was another wild flower that I saw once, 

 something like a large blue lobelia (the Turenia). 

 I very much wanted to capture this and tame it, 

 but I saw it only in the hot weather, when I was 

 afraid to move it. But I managed to get some 

 seeds of it, and it is now rampant everywhere. 



Sometimes I think this garden is under a blight, 

 or spell ; for plants that are most carefully packed 

 into deep round holes, filled with every kind of 

 food that their souls love, refuse to bloom or grow, 

 or do anything but look stunted, weedy, and 

 wretched. It may be that time is all they want ; 

 but along come the Burra Sahib and the Ancient, 

 like Tweedledum and Tweedledee ; and they gaze 

 critically. 



"Of course it can't grow; it isn't planted 

 properly." 



" Likewise it hasn't got the right kind of earth," 

 so up comes the poor thing, and moves house all 

 over again ; which is often fatal. 



There is a grave in this garden, down at the far 

 end, where Jogee grows his cabbages. I want him 

 to smooth it down, and consider it as garden ; for 



