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Then you have to re thankfulthat they are alive, if for nothing else I feel exactly as Eve an IS that grass in the hollow green or golden? It seems to me, Marilla, that a pearl of a day like this, when the blossoms are out and the winds don't knohere to blow froood as heaven"

Marilla looked scandalized and glanced apprehensively around to make sure the tere not within earshot They came around the corner of the house just then

"Ain't it an awful nice-s a hoe in his gri Marilla, by way of turning Davy's passion for reveling in iven hierly gone to work in a characteristic fashion Dora planted, weeded, and watered carefully, systematically, and dispassionately As a result, her plot was already green with prietables and annuals Davy, however, worked withand hoed and raked and watered and transplanted so energetically that his seeds had no chance for their lives

"How is your garden co on, Davy-boy?" asked Anne

"Kind of slow," said Davy with a sigh "I don't knohy the things don't grow better Milty Boulter says I must have planted them in the dark of the moon and that's the whole trouble He says you must never sow seeds or kill pork or cut your hair or do any 'portant thing in the wrong time of the moon Is that true, Anne? I want to know"

"Maybe if you didn't pull your plants up by the roots every other day to see how they're getting on 'at the other end,' they'd do better," said Marilla sarcastically

"I only pulled six of therubs at the roots Milty Boulter said if it wasn't the rub He was a great big juicy curly grub I put hiot another stone and smashed him flat He made a jolly SQUISH I tell you I was sorry there wasn't arden was planted saht It CAN'T be the moon," Davy concluded in a reflective tone