Good-by to the jolly little eat-pea!
In all kinds of weather
They brought joy together
When they came from the happy little garden!
Hey, for the sweet-pea! Hi, for the eat-pea!
Hey, he, hi, ho, hum!'"
"Was there really ever a poor man and a little sick girl who had pease sent to them?" asked little Prue, as the Chief Gardener finished.
"Oh, I am sure there must have been! A great many of them."
"But the ones you sung about. Those really same ones—did they ever really live, or did you make it up about them?"
"I don't think my pease would be quite enough for a poor man who didn't have a cent of money," said Davy, after thinking about it.