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Daddy Takes Us to the Garden / The Daddy Series for Little Folks

Chapter 5 THE POTATOES' EYES

Word Count: 2343    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

the yard. They could hear Sammie crying more loudly now,

that the two children could look over. They saw Sammie standing near the fence, greatly frightened, and l

is it?"

e frightened Sammie. "A great-

mmie," said Mr. Blake. "Tell m

after me an' I ran an' he ran in the bus

s a DOG," cried Hal.

ngle of morning glory vines. Just then M

og. It's OUR d

you know," for the little poodle had been sent away while the garden w

DID see Roly. He's in the bushes

not be so frightened of HIM," said Sa

Roly, but how he had changed. He was all stuck over with leaves, grass and bits of bark from the trees

the matter with

n him," added Hal. "Come here, Ro

e boy tried to get the leaves, grass and bits of

up in fly paper!"

asked Mr. Blake.

, and it stuck to him all over, and then he r

stuck to the fly paper," adde

lt quite badly, for he just stretched out at the feet of Hal, who had ju

take Roly-Poly in the house and wash him. Then he'll feel

m in our yard, all fuzzy like,

rd her little boy crying, and wh

she

squirt the hose on you. That wil

ied Hal. "Roly loves to be

to help,"

too!" cal

Mr. Blake, laughing. "I guess I'd

m the back steps. "Is the house on fire?"

d Mr. Blake. "He must have run home to get a bath after he g

r did, and then by using soap suds and a brush, Roly-Poly was finally cleaned. Then on th

h at first he was lonesome for you. He would have run back to your house if I ha

he room where Roly was sleeping. The wind must have blown the sticky paper on his curly coat

instead of in ours," said Mab, "and h

ried leaves and grass until he was all cover

ght he was a lio

oly-Poly back to me to ke

Roly can't do much harm. Besides we're going to teach him he mustn't dig holes,

ing so nice to him," added Mab, "and

aughed Mrs. Thompson. "I'm only sorry

pet poodle. When their lessons were done they went back to their garden,

bush beans, which were now in blossom. Soon the blossoms w

n she had found that Roly was peacefully sl

d Hal after he had looked at his grow

e garden," went on Mab. "I wonder if they'll

ns it, Mab. If I win

use you helped me hoe my beans one da

little box on the dining room mantle, and every day

and her brother went over to the vacant lot next do

ut of the potatoes," a

!" cried Hal. "I didn

uld they see to get out of their brown skin-jackets wh

away from between the hills of cucumbers she had planted, for she was going to raise some o

a little," said Aunt Lolly, "but I did see

ow what to think now. It was seldom that both Aunt

d at the funny looks on the faces of the two children. "See," he went on, "th

The spots are near the ends and in the middle, and they look like little dimples. Some of them may look very

some large potatoes and these he was cutting into chunks, letting them fall into

you doing?

we will be eating them on the table. They are not the kind that will keep well all winter, and I am planting that kind now. I am going to wi

hile the children watched him. They saw that each potat

as beans have theirs in a pod, or as corn has its kernels or seeds on a cob, or a pumpkin or apple has seeds inside it. A potat

at would be wasting seed, so I cut the potatoes up into chunks an

y plant one chu

the number of eyes. This is done so that if one set o

long earth-rows of this he now began to plant his potato seed. He walked along the rows with a bag of the cut-

e a feast on them, you may help me drive the bad creatures away," said Uncle Penn

asked Mab, when her uncle

are! Come and

s garden. There, on many of the green vines, were a lot of

is Green," said Uncle Pennywait, "and

ris Green?

, and you must never touch it, or handle it, unless I am with you,

of which he stirred into a sprinkling pot full of

ves they also eat the poison, and die. We have to kill them or they would eat away the leaves of the vines unt

th the Paris Green, afterward making the children ca

to drive away the po

into a can full of kerosene oil," said Uncle Pennywait, "or they may use another po

lly going into her garden

oison bugs too?" as

a cucumber grow inside

in a bottle?" exclaime

, and together they ran o

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