MISS WISEMAN’S SUGGESTIONS 31 
comes ; but there is no place for a flower to snuggle 
into when it unfolds before the weather is settled. 
You set about the trellis to-morrow, Master Joseph, 
and plant the seeds when it is finished. Your flow- 
ers will be here soon enough.” 
We both felt that about this, as about everything 
else, Miss Wiseman must be quite right. 
After we had returned home. Little Joseph and 
I walked down by the six spruces. They were 
moving very gently in the breeze, and had the sol- 
emn look that always comes over them when the 
sun begins to sink in the west. Underneath them, 
the ground was a mat of needles, and they had still 
the dull brownish look which they assume in the 
winter. Little Joseph said that, if we had some 
seats and a table within their circle, we should have 
a real summer-house where there would always be 
a breeze. We wondered if Timothy, who had 
made the bird-houses so well, would not help with 
the trellis and furniture for the summer-house. 
The six spruces began to wave their branches 
more strongly: the sun dropped quite out of sight. 
We then went into the house. Little Joseph thinking 
of the many things he had to do on the morrow. 
