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Fox, John, 1863-1919

"The Trail of the Lonesome Pine"

Right away she must see everything,
and Bub, in ecstasy, wanted to pilot her around to see the new
calf and the new pigs and the new chickens, but dumbly June looked
to a miracle that had come to pass to the left of the cabin--a
flower-garden, the like of which she had seen only in her dreams.


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Twice her lips opened soundlessly and, dazed, she could only point
dumbly. The old step-mother laughed:
"Jack Hale done that. He pestered yo' pap to let him do it fer ye,
an' anything Jack Hale wants from yo' pap, he gits. I thought hit
was plum' foolishness, but he's got things to eat planted thar,
too, an' I declar hit's right purty."
That wonderful garden! June started for it on a run. There was a
broad grass-walk down through the middle of it and there were
narrow grass-walks running sidewise, just as they did in the
gardens which Hale told her he had seen in the outer world. The
flowers were planted in raised beds, and all the ones that she had
learned to know and love at the Gap were there, and many more
besides. The hollyhocks, bachelor's buttons and marigolds she had
known all her life.


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