THE LIFE STORY OF AN APPLE BLOSSOM 111 



parting remark of Billy Bee, as he made a "bee" 

 line for the Rambo tree. 



After several hours of cold rain followed by a 

 white frost the Little twig on which our hero had 

 been frozen to sleep felt a quiver, then a shake. 



"Ugh! Brrr! My, I am about frozen," shouted 

 the eldest bud. "What's the matter with everyone? 

 Hello, Sonny! Just able to move, are you? What's 

 that? Half of you fellows frozen stiff? Well, that's 

 too bad. That was a terrible night, wasn't it? I 

 expect a lot of the fellows won't be out any more. 

 I wish Mr. Sun would hurry and warm things up. It 

 would help you a lot and wouldn't hurt me any 

 either." 



About this time a great racket started at the other 

 end of the orchard, which stirred to life all the 

 blossoms on the hundreds of trees in Farmer Good's 

 orchard. At once every blossom on the old pippin 

 tree that had any life left was asking what it all 

 meant. Just at this moment Bluey Jay-Bird flew 

 up among the blossoms and, hearing the excited 

 conversation, said that he would fly over and see 

 what it was all about. 



In a moment he came hurrying back. 



"It's Farmer Good," said Bluey, "and the boys 

 with the new power sprayer from the Farm Bureau. 



