appraisingly. "Mary is always lamenting that she
can hang out only a few lines-ful at a time."

"Why don't you give her this space behind the green and limit your
flower beds to the fence line?" asked Tom, looking over Roger's shoulder
as he drew in the present arrangement with some attention to the
comparative sizes.

"That would mean cutting out some of the present beds."

"It would, but you'll have a share in Dorothy's new garden in case Mrs.
Morton needs more flowers for the house; and the arrangement I suggest
makes the yard look much more shipshape."

"If we sod down these beds here what will Roger do for his sweetpeas?
They ought to have the sun on both sides; the fence line wouldn't be the
best place for them."

"Sweetpeas ought to be planted on chicken wire supported by stakes and
running from east to west," said Margaret wisely, "but under the
circumstances, I don't see why you couldn't fence in the vegetable
garden with sweetpeas. That would give you two east and west lines of
them and two north and south."

"And there would be space for all the blossoms that Roger would want to
pick on a summer's day," laughed Della.

"I've always wanted to have a garden of all pink flowers," announced
Dorothy. "My room in the new house is going to be pink and I'd like to
keep pink powers in it all the time."

"I've always wanted to do that, too. Let's try one here," urged Ethel
Brown, nodding earnestly at Ethel Blue.

"I don't see why we couldn't have a pink bed and a blue bed and a yellow
bed," returned Ethel Blue whose inner eye saw the plants already well
grown and blossoming.

"A wild flower bed is what I'd like," contributed Helen.

"We mustn't forget to leave a space for Dicky," suggested Roger.

"I want the garden I had latht year," insisted a decisive voice that
preceded the tramp of determined feet over the attic stairs.

"Where was it, son? I've forgotten."

"In a corner of your vegetable garden. Don't you remember my raditheth
were ripe before yourth were? Mother gave me a prithe for the firtht
vegetableth out of the garden."

"So she did. You beat me to it. Well, you may have the same corner
again."

"We ought to have some tall plants, hollyhocks or something like that,
to cover the back fence," said Ethel Brown.

"What do you say if we divide the border along the fence into four parts
and have a wild garden and pink and yellow and blue beds? Then we can
transplant any plants we have now th