Stray Leaves from a Border Garden 
was the legend ; I would rather have thought Denmark, 
since in Andersen’s “Fairy Tales” the peascodis so pleasantly 
introduced. I always liked the story of the five brothers 
who lived in the one codd. The French Mange Tout Pea 
does not seem to have travelled this far ; I am going to try 
it this year. (Note. — It has been a great success, and 
recommends itself to the cook by not requiring husking, 
and to the gardener by reason that a smaller quantity is 
required to content the cook.) Mange Tout Peas are not 
to be found in every one of the many attractive nursery- 
men’s catalogues, but under the name of Tall Sugar may 
be obtained of Sutton, the well-known king of seedsmen, at a 
fair price. Beans (Ang.-Sax. Bean ) are a nice vegetable, 
and so pretty ! I love the arbours of scarlet and white 
Runners to be seen in cottage-gardens. Both Haricots and 
Broad Beans make most delicious soup. Beans seem to 
have played a part long ago in love-charms, and the pretty 
fantasy of King of the Bean was introduced into Scotland by 
Mary Queen of Scots, and, I think, was a practice at Queen 
Elizabeth’s Court likewise. Lucky Beans may still be seen 
on watchchains and bracelets, and I remember as a child 
cherishing for a long time a tiny white china bean with a 
face upon it, which came out of a French Twelfth Night 
Cake. I used to delight in the old German story of the 
Bean, the Straw and the Coal on their travels, so cleverly 
illustrated by Walter Crane, relating how the Bean was so 
amused at the misfortunes of his fellows he laughed till he 
burst, and had to be compassionately sewn up by the kindly 
tailor, but with black thread — hence the black mark in 
the Bean, and the old saying, “ Every bean hath its black ! ” 
which is much the same as the old saying, “ A thornbush 
grows by every man’s cot.” In Leap Year it is said all the 
Peas and Beans grow the wrong way in their pods, as it is 
the Ladies’ year, and women are supposed to do all things 
contrariwise. The Bean is dedicated to St. Ignatius Why, 
I do not know. 
It used to be considered very unlucky to sleep in a 
Beanfield, and there is a Leicestershire saying, “ If you 
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