"You are certainly to be envied, Zan—having all the fresh vegetables, eggs, butter and tender chickens you want!" exclaimed Miss Miller.
"More than we want—Daddy gives loads of farm truck to the Poor House and the Old Ladies' Home, of which he is the visiting physician."
"I suppose the poor things are as glad to have nice things to eat as anybody else—we're all human as far as eating is concerned," commented Miss Miller.
"We may as well pull some of these radishes for lunch, Miss Miller; they will soon be too pulpy to be good," said Zan.
"All right, but you must show the girls how to pull them out of the ground—so many smaller ones grow in the same soil and the roots often twine together. By pulling out one at a time and loosening the soil first, the younger one will remain safely and continue growing until large enough to use," advised the Guide.
Hilda had found an old basket near the tomato vines and this was taken for the vegetables that might be chosen for camp.
After taking the radishes wanted, the Band moved over to the other patches of vegetables. Miss Miller saw some young, growing beets, and turned to Zan, asking if she might cut off some tops.
"What's that for—fodder for Groutch?" laughed Nita.
"No, we will have some delicious beet greens for lunch to-day, besides the lettuce and radishes."
The Guide pulled some parsley, broke off the green tops of some young celery, and then sought for a few carrots and turnips. They were still very small but she selected the largest ones. These were placed in the basket with the other things, while the girls wondered what it was for.