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The ladies' home journal
Vol. XX, No. 7 (June, 1903)

Kingsley, Florence Morse
The good-time garden,   p. 24 PDF (798.2 KB)

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Tilt Lt~dics' H7ome 'J0111-11,71for l- l11t? 19 03
Bv the Garden Ilothu'r, Florence Nlorse Kinqle
NIl at IIrda , ea rI, i n  i  1.Lv- .i;I d 11dli:.lluv a few,,of then b~
I i ,o:.eict-ia  un:,iv--.t.,cl tiiiigsl,vtr  hen Jane  icto t )a  ~-
'V t        I he rbrot her  explained them in her kind, wsise, little way.
ktrefor the    And so they passed through the woods and                                  r"
C-Inilt wo00d s. came uip plump against the old hoard fencewhich
IThe vl-tri't n_-k. as everybody separates the grove front the sheep pasture.
knows who has visited Sea-Breeze      ''Whew   " said Jack, " we've come 'most
Farm, is a full mile from the farmhouse,  two miles. I guess suipper '11 be ready time we get  fT WAS quite sipper-time when
But not everybody knows all the delight- home. 1 hope mother 1)I have baked potatoes an' Jack an d Jane Victoria burst
fill surprises to be found there, begin-  mackerel with cream gravy.''                 into the farmhouse kitchen.
fing with April. and ending-but no,    " Oh, Jack, you're not hungry already?"        Katinka was broiling the
on second thought one really could not "' Yes. I anm,'' said Jack calnmly. "'Seems 's if I nmackerel, and the smiell of baked potatoes mingled
name a ntonth of all the twelve when  could hardly wait, I feel so kind of hollow.''   with the odors of fresh   gingerbread.  " My !
something delightful is not to be found  "Well, I declare,' said Jane Victoria, " you do  but I'm  hungry!'' exclaimted Jack. " But," lie
within the borders of the chestnut woods,        beat all, Jack ! I guess you'll live to get homie  added, " these poor little lambs are htungrier thian
"Oh, I do hope the trailing arbutus is in     though. Hark! What's that noise?"                I ali."
blossom.'' said Jane Victoria hopefully. -'It's    Both children peered through the fence. The     Mother and the dear English grandmother camie
such fun to hunt for it! "                      sonid -a faiiit call - reached them again.      quickly to the rescue with flannels and bottles of
Only the night before snow had fallen : it lay in  " It sounds like somebody callin' their ma,"  warm milk; then the two little strangers were lilt
unmelted patches on the north side of the house  whispered Jack,                                 down to sleep in the big clothes-basket hialf-filled
and underneath the evergreens in the front yard.   " It is," said Jane Victoria, beginning to climb  with straw, where two other lamtbs which father had
But the sun shone brightly, and the children's  the fenice determinedly.,'It's a lamb."          brought in earlier in the day were cuddled.
cheeks glowed like pink flowers in tile nipping wind.                                              " Father says we can each have one," whispered
"I guess I'd rather fly my kite titan go aft~r                                                Jane Victoria in Jack's ear at the supper-table.
flowers," remarked Jack, stopping short at the pate  AiCK seized his sister by the skirts. " Oh, J. V.,  That young person was giving earliest aiid undi-
with an obstinate expression on his round, freckled, I  aren't you afraid of Stonewrall Jacksoit ?"  vided attention to his third baked potato. " One
face. ''Flowers an' things are for girls, anyway,-'  Stonewall Jackson was the big Southdown ram.  what ?'" he asked.
he added loftily.                                He really thought he owned the whole flock alid the  "'Why, one lambh, of course,'' explained jaiie
" Oh, Jack, please go with me." coaxed Janle pasture as, well. He wvas very fierce and ready to Victoria in surpirise. ''Which will you choise -
Victoria. " Mother won't let me go as far as the  butt aiiy one who dared to step inito his field,  the one with the black nose or the all-white
chestnut woods alone. An' besides, I've got a      Jane Victoria perched on top of the high board  one ?"
splendid plan for some fun."                    feince  for a minute's survey. " I don't see       "I guess I'll wasit an' see which onie's sure t
"Pooh'' said Jack, " any plan you'd think of Stoiiewall Jackson anywhere,'' she said; "'alid oh, live. then I'll take that onie," replied Jack.
can't be's much fun's flying kites. W~hat is it"  Jack. I doun't care a bit about him anyway, for I can  " You can have the twvo other lamibs besides it
4                   hear that poor dear little lamb cryinig."        you'll feed them regularly, Queerly,'' said fatli
Site scrambled dlow n on the ot her side of the fence, " they're slice to live tow.''
JANE VICTORIA drew a deep breath. Hier
reputation was at stake and she knew it. - Ini
the first place," she began, " I've got four sugared
doughnuts-great big round ones with a raisin in
the middle. You can have two, an' I'll have two, if
you'll only come. An' I've got something else, too
-a real splendid s'prise. I made 'em this morn-
ing. W~e'll have a picnic first, then we'll play we're
hunting for buried treasures in the woods : the
trailing arbutus is 'most always buried under the
leaves, don't )ou know. Jack ? And the little pink
and white buds are like truly pearls and coral; don't
you think they are, Jack ?"
" What's the s'prise, J. V. ?" demanded Jack.
It was Uncle Jack who invented this name : he said
he thought Jane Victoria was a pretty long name
for such a short girl. So Jack generally called his
sister J. V.; somehow it made him feel tall and
" If I tell you it won' t be a s'prisc," objected
Jane Victoria,
"Yes, 'twill, if you tell just me. I won't tell
anybody else. Honest I won't, J. V"
Jane Victoria opened the lid of her basket a small
finger's breadth. " You can have one weeny peek
and one guess," she said mysteriously,
" Popcorn halls" shouted Jack joyously.
"Come on; let's hurry an' have our picnic'"
F ANYBODY who is listening to this story wants
to know just how good fresh, crisp popcorn halls
can taste-the kind made with real old-fashioned
molasses candy and plenty of it-just run a
mile in a brisk sea wind the way Jack and Jane
Victoria did before eating them. The four sugared
doughnuts were delicious, too. They were real
Duitch olykoeks, made by the Dutch cook at Sea-
Breeze Farm. That explains the moist fat raisin
ini the middle.
I am almost ashamed to tell you that Jack ate
both of his olykoeks while Jane Victoria was eat-
ing one; but then, boys are always hungrier titan
girls-at least they say so. Jane Victoria was a
delightfully generous sister, so when she saw Jack
lookinig hungrily at the fourth brown, glistening ball
she broke it in two pieces and gave the biggest
piece (uith the raisin) to Jack.
After the picnic was over the search for buried
treasure began; and this part we must hurry oiver,
because you clever (jarden children have already
guessed that the most interesting part of this story
is about something quite different. Jack and Jane
Victoria didn't find many blossomns of the trailing
arbutus under the heaps of withered leaves and
chestnut burrs. But, as Jane Victoria explained, it
was all the more fun on that account, because the
fragrant pink and white buds were truly treasures
leaving the splint basket of buried treasure behind
her. She didn't ask Jack to comie, and for a long
minute the little boy thought lie would stay whlere
lie vi as. Then almost iii spite of himself his short,
fat legs began to climb the fence.
"Who's afraid?" he asked loudly as
Fe gained the top. Without waiting
for an answer from anybody he slid
quickly down on the other side and ran
after Jane Victoria.
"It's over this way,'' panted the little
girl, looking furtively behind her.
Luckily Stonewall Jackson was busy
feig on the far side of the pastuore
a d  n ot see the small figures in
boncats and red caps hurrying
jsatthe corner of the fence, where
tewinter wheat field juts into the
seppasture, the childreii saw a little
baofwhite lying on the cold ground.
4     " OhJack ! " breathed Jane Victoria
ectdy"I can see two of the dar-
There were other sheep grazing near,
but they had turiied their backs on the
helpless lambs, who lifted their voices
in the faint, pitiful cry which had first attracted the
children's attention.
"We'll have to carry them home and feed them,"
said wise Jane Victoria ; " this one is almost dead
now." She lifted one of the little creatures in her
arms, and Jack shouldered the other.
"I guess we'd better get over into the orchard,"
suggested Jack. " If Stonewall Ja"
WE MUSTN'T leave the basket," interrupted
J1ane Victoria firmily. " It's grandma's, and
I promised not to lose it."  The lamb in her arms
lifted its head and bleated loudly. " Keep still,
darling,'' cooed Jane Victoria, " or the sheep will
hear you."
" Oh, J. V.," cried Jack, "the sheep are all com-
ing this way! I'm 'fraid it's Stonewa -"
" Run! " commanded Jane Victoria.
Hlow they did run, with the sound of hundreds of
small pattering feet and excited bleatings gaining
on them from the rear. They had almost reached
the fence. " I ca'ni't-climb-witli-this la-mb!"
gasped Jack.
Jane Victoria snatched the lamb without a wuord,
and Jack w ith one last desperate effort clutched tie
fence, scrambled over and w as safe.- Oh, J. V.
hie wailed. " W'hat will you do ?"
The intrepid Jane Victoria thrust the lambs
through a hole in the fence, then straightened tier-
self with her face to the woolly foe.
It *as only the silly sheep mammas. after all, with
a dozen or so of hall-grown lambs at their heels;
they crowded around Janie Victo~ria with anxioius
snufflings and trembling calls of " Ma-a-a! "
-They think I've got salt for them," laughed Jane
V'ictoria. Then she turned and
climbed the fence almost as
quickly as Jack had done, for     r"""
yonder , ihurr yi ng across t he field,
his big head lowered threaten-
ingly.wasthe redoubtable South-
down ram. Stonewall Jackson.
What fun it was to laugh at
him now through the cracks of
the high board fence. But the
children did not linger to enjoy
the sight of the big ram's dis-
pleasure, for one of the lambs    Z
was too weak even to cry, and
the sea wind blew colder than
ever now that the sun had
lighted his ruddy evening fires
in the west.                      THEY .;A  A
F A'riER didn't look at Jack at all, and yet thc
little boy felt thoroughly ashianied of hiniseli
"I guess I didi't mean that -exactly," lie sai:
hastily. "' 'Course, J. V., she heard thieii cry first
an', yes, she got over the fence first, an-i'
"Both times ? ''iqiiired the Eniglish grand
Jack blushed. "No'in," he said; " I can run the
fastest, you knoiv, all' J. V., she took my lanib; an'
so - I got over the fence first, you see.''
"I see,'' said fattier quietly.
Jack blushed so hard that tears came into iiis
eyes, aiid his baked potato aliiost clioked hiii. '"I
never-wvill again," lie sniiffed.
Then miothier patted him oii his plimnp little
shoulder. "' We mustn't forget that Jack is t:N,,
years younger lhau Jaiie Victoria," she said geiitly.
E VERY one of those lambs lived. Here is a pi( -
tiire of Jane Victoria feeding thent milk out It
a bottle. They must have thought she carried a
quart bottle of aarmn milk about in her pocket. fiur
they followed her everywhere. And this is lioss'tue
children in the district school found out for certain
that the poetry about Mary and her little lamib is a
true story:
One warm morning in Jiine, Jane Victoria was
studying real hard on the difference betweent nine
times six and seven times eight - there is a differ-
ence, you knouw - when all of a siiddeii there was a
queer little clatteriiig noise in the enitry, aiid then
the swiniging dour opened and in burst the four
lambs. They ran right utp to Jane Victoria aiid
began to bleat for their bottle of milk,
The children did niore thiaii just to " laugh and
play to see a lanib at school "I; they fairly shouted
with laughter. Poor Jane V'ictiiria blushed very
red indeed aiid asked the teacher if shtenight take
the lambs home. 'The teacher said " Yes.''I
After that the boys wuould call out "' They fol-
lowed her to school one day, which swas against the
rule," every time Jane Victoria canie into the
schoolyard. 'rhis was very annoying. And whuein
abiout the same tinie the biggest lamb-the u iie
with the black nose -jiinped right into the middle
of the tea-table and briike ever so maiiy dishes.
father said the lambs had better go out to pasture
and learn how to be sheep.
TIlE January prizes were awarded as follows:
T Fitst I, izes- Frauiklu Joiner, New Jersey;
Rosamonud Riddle, W~ashingtouu.
Second Prizes-hiulua Moore. North D~akota; Anitia
Barri, Texas; Mary Miller. NorthliCaiiha-,RuthI
Mattieus. Inidjiaa;Nliar  odge. Mictigaii.
'Tiirid Prizes - MacvI-ull, Conniecticut; EI,-at-i
Cole. Massachusetts; Margaret Alleii,Texas: Her-
W'uilsoin, 1_'.ia 'liu',iisioui, Arkauisas ; Mildredl
Park, Pejiiusssatia 1-dilie Stiiie. New York; Hildla
V'aughian, Nova Scotia; E-velyn W~aite, Couniteciicit
Marion Lane, Pen sylvaiuia; Bvr,, Stuart, Peii us\ I
salila; Amualie Bostlemni, Nebiraska,
xx i ght
whole dy
And you will feel
Tit h dielicius,  illsigort.inllg,  re
freshiing clual ities (fif itres Root-
be-er are alIready knlown to t"wo
cli elrt ions iifternp~eranice IpeoleI.
It tones thie tierv'es, braces you op,
andii  enialeIsyoutto  resist the e x-
lciustiitg  heat of  sutmer,  It  is
%x catlicr lieverage.   rei~j  o
,I)  rg  l i -   . 5  l. ir., ,- .
IMaivern, P,,t
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