All the time he was doing it, he was thinking, "How fine it will be to have lots of good radishes for the table!"
Bobby had a little corner all his own in Father's big garden. He sowed some onion seed in his garden. When the little plants came up, he weeded them and hoed them and kept the ground soft and fine, so they could grow.
All the time he was doing it, he was thinking, "How nice it will be to have all these onions, so I can give them to Mother for the cooking!"
One day, while the family were all away, the Old Brown Hen, who had stolen her nest, came along with her thirteen chickens.
She was hunting for a good place to scratch and find something for them to eat.
First, she tried to scratch in the gravel driveway, but that was too hard.
Next, she tried to scratch by the wood-pile, but the ground was covered with little chips, so she could not scratch there.
Then she found Mother's pansy bed. The ground in it was so soft that it was beautiful for scratching.
So she called, "Cluck, cluck, cluck!" and her thirteen chicks came running, and she scratched all over the pansy bed, to find bugs and worms for them to eat.