t, went out to look for Norman. To her
surprise, after searching about for some time, she saw him digging, as
she thought, on his plot of ground.

"Oh, I am so glad that he is trying to amuse himself in that way," she
said to herself, "he will now learn to like gardening, I hope."

On reaching the spot, however, she stood aghast, for Norman, instead of
working in his own part of the ground, was digging away in hers, and had
already uprooted nearly all her beautiful flowers.

"I am going to put them into my ground," he said, when he caught sight
of her, "I do not see why you should have them all to yourself."

"But, my dear Norman, they will not bear transplanting," she answered,
almost bursting into tears, as she surveyed the havoc he had committed,
for many of her flowers were not only dug up, but broken and trampled
on, and it was evident that he intended rather to destroy than remove
them.

"Oh, do stop, Norman!" she cried out, "the gardener promised, you know,
to put some flowers into your garden, and he knows how to do it
properly."

"He may do as he likes," said Norman, throwing down his spade; "I have
taught you a lesson, Miss Selfish, your garden is not much better than
mine now."

Fanny could no longer restrain her tears.

"O Norman!" she exclaimed, "it was not from selfishness I did not plant
your garden, but I thought you would like to do it yourself, and that
you would find pleasure in seeing flowers spring up which you had put
in. Indeed, indeed, Norman, you accuse me wrongfully."

"Well, at all events, we are even now," growled out the boy, walking up
and down, and it is to be hoped feeling somewhat ashamed of himself, as
he surveyed the mischief he had done.

"Granny and mamma will be so angry with him if they see it," thought
Fanny, "I must try to put it to rights as far as I can," and while
Norman stood by with an angry frown on his brow, she began to replace
some of the least injured plants. While she was thus employed, Susan
came to tell her and her brother that it was time to get ready for
dinner, for Fanny in her agitation had not even heard the gong sound.

"Why, Miss Fanny, what has happened to your garden?" exclaimed Susan.

Fanny never told an untruth, but she was very anxious to shield her
brother, for she knew how angry Susan would be with him if she
discovered what he had done.

"Pray do not ask me, Susan," she answered, "John promised to put
Norman's garden to rights this