"There's still the rose garden," I said, "if you're not satisfied."
"Been turning that into an orchard, have you?" he asked. "Very patriotic, I'm sure."
"Well, I don't know," I said. "My wife wants to make pot-pourri as usual, but what I say is, in these days—and with all that sugar—it would surely be more patriotic (as you say) to make fleurs de Nice."
"It would be more patriotic perhaps," observed Lord RHONDDA'S minion sententiously, "not to make jam at all."
"Ah!" I said. "Have a glass of beer before you go."
W.B.
UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE.
Chorus. "HERE SHALL HE SEE