“No, sir,” said Rollo; “but perhaps my father will give me some ground for one.”
“Well, I will give you a few seeds, at any rate.” So he opened a little drawer, and took out some seeds, and put them in a piece of paper, and wrote something on the outside. Then he did so again and again, until he had four little papers, which he handed to Rollo, and told him to plant them in his garden.
Rollo thanked him, and took his seeds, and they returned home.
Work and Play.
On the way, Rollo thought it would be an excellent plan for him to have a garden, and he told his father so.
“I think it would be an excellent plan myself,” said his father. “But do you intend to make work or play of it?”
“Why, I must make work of it, must not I, if I have a real garden?”
[pg 103]“No,” said his father; “you may make play of it if you choose.”
“How?” said Rollo.