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“Gosh ! if everybody tuk some, thar wouldn’t be none!” 
1 brother and sister were running along the South 
and 
They came to a fine shrub of bridal-wreath, 
dropped the Xerria and took a branch of bridal-wreath ; this they 
almost immediately exchanged for branches of the judas: tree. 
They had dropped the Judas-tree, and were jumping for lilacs 
when I caught up with them. It was a pretty game, but it was 
time to interrupt it. 
Their mother was lugging a heavy baby, and the father with 
pipe in mouth and hands in pockets was leading the happy proces- 
“Your children are in mischief,” I said to them breath- 
sion. 
” 
lessly, ‘‘ You must not let them break the branches 
“H-u-u-h?” drawled the father: “I told ’em they hadn't 
orter, but I cayn’t stop ’em,” said the mother 
“Can't you stop them ?”’ said I to the father. 
“ H-u-u-h?” 
“Can't fe —-? your children?” 
“ Shtop 
“Yes, = ee from breaking the shrubs — the branches.” 
He gazed about with a vacant stare. ‘‘ Wha’ for?” - finally 
said. J gave it up and “ shtopped’”’ the children m 
. A certain space had been temporarily railed oe in order 
to om people from treading down the undergrowth and from 
making trodden paths through that portion of the woods where 
the dogwood grows luxuriantly. Within this (eae several grown 
aa were breaking the dogwood in a manner shameful to be- 
hol They assured me with indignation ven this railed-off area 
ie not belong to the Garden ; I could see the fence for myself ; 
of course they couldn’t get dogwood in the Garden, but here it was 
different, it was all right! 
11. I said to a well-dressed woman of the better class (?), “I 
am afraid that you will have trouble in oe that bunch of 
flowers out of the park.’ ‘Oh, no,” she said, “I know how to 
do it.” And she placed the flowers inside her folded coat, and 
hung her coat over her arm, and assumed an air of nonchalance, 
and walked out of the Garden. 
