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'But why don't you make them come up now? What's the good of a garden without flowers? In India we have lovely flowers.' 'Winter is a comin' on, my dears; you won't see my pretty flowers just yet. They're fast asleep bidin' their time; no frost or cold can touch 'em  bidin' their time!' BUT WHY DON'T YOU MAKE THEM COME UP NOW WHAT'S THE GOOD OF A GARDEN WITHOUT FLOWERS IN INDIA WE HAVE LOVELY FLOWERS WINTER IS A COMING ON MY DEARS YOU WON'T SEE MY PRETTY FLOWERS JUST YET THEY'RE FAST ASLEEP BIDE IN THE TIME NO FROST OR COLD CAN TOUCH HIM BIDE IN THEIR TIME
on my greatest treasures,' he said. 'You won't call them ugly pots when Easter comes.' 'What is Easter?' asked both the children. 'The happiest time in the whole year to me,' said Bob, shaking his head; 'but another day I'll tell you the tale of those pots--not to-day.' 'And have you got a garden?' asked Roland eagerly. 'Olive and me love flowers, but England doesn't seem to have any out of doors.' 'Come and see my garden,' said the old man proudly; 'it's the joy of my life, next to them there "ugly pots"!' He led the way to the back of the house, where was a good-sized cottage garden; but the children's faces fell considerably when they saw the barren desolation, for Bob had no evergreen shrubs, and only some rows of cabbages and broccoli showed signs of life. 'It's all brown earth and dead things--no flowers at all!' they exclaimed. 'But this is the wrong time o' year,' Bob said apologetically; 'there be heaps o' beautiful stuff all under the earth, awaitin' to come up in their time. OLD BOB GAVE A LITTLE SIGH AND SMILE AH YOU HAVE HIT UPON MY GREATEST TREASURES HE SAID YOU WON'T CALL THEM UGLY POTS WHEN EASTER COMES WHAT IS EASTER ASKED BOTH THE CHILDREN THE HAPPIEST TIME IN THE WHOLE YEAR TO ME SAID BOB SHAKING HIS HEAD BUT ANOTHER DAY I'LL TELL YOU THE TALE OF THOSE POTS NOT TO DAY AND HAVE YOU GOT A GARDEN ASKED ROLAND EAGERLY OLIVE AND ME LOVE FLOWERS BUT ENGLAND DOESN'T SEEM TO HAVE ANY OUT OF DOORS COME AND SEE MY GARDEN SAID THE OLD MAN PROUDLY IT'S THE JOY OF MY LIFE NEXT TO THEM THEIR UGLY POTS HE LED THE WAY TO THE BACK OF THE HOUSE WHERE THERE WAS A GOOD SIZED COTTAGE GARDEN BUT THE CHILDREN'S FACES FELL CONSIDERABLY WHEN THEY SAW THE BARREN DESOLATION FOR BOB HAD NO EVERGREEN SHRUBS ONLY SOME ROWS OF CABBAGES AND BROCCERY SHOWED SIGNS OF LIFE IT'S ALL BROWN EARTHEN DEAD THINGS NO FLOWERS AT ALL THEY EXCLAIMED BUT THIS IS THE WRONG TIME A YEAR SAID BOB APOLOGETICALLY THERE BE HEAPS O BEAUTIFUL STUFFLE UNDER THE EARTH FOR WAITING TO COME UP IN THEIR TIME
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