JOSEPH DOES TRANSPLANTING 43 
“Later,” I said, “this year’s leaves will unfold.” 
More than ever, then, was Joseph pleased with 
the thought that he had set out fifteen plants which 
bear flowers as early as the snowdrops, and whose 
foliage keeps green even when the earth itself ap- 
pears dead. 
We were both a little disturbed later in the day 
when Mr. Hayden of Nestly Heights came to see 
us and said he remembered having heard his son, 
Percy, explain that those particular little wild flow- 
ers should be transplanted in August in order to 
establish a permanent colony which would continue 
from year to year. Little Joseph hastened to tell 
him that he had transplanted them with such large 
blocks of earth that they could not have felt being 
moved at all. Mr. Hayden himself saw that they 
were set in the same kind of soil, and amid the sur- 
roundings of their original home. 
“Well,” Mr. Hayden said, “see how the plan 
works. This is your first year at gardening and 
is the time for experimenting. Over at the Heights, 
our gardeners are so experienced, and have such cut- 
and-dried rules about everything, that I seldom 
venture to pick off a dried leaf, fearing I may do 
it out of season. My son, Percy, however, has 
dabbled in wild gardening and, when he comes 
home for his Easter holiday, he will tell you more 
things than you will be able to jot down in twenty 
note-books.” It was Little Joseph’s note-book that 
had amused Mr. Hayden so greatly. 
