and some raspberry and currant bushes along the fence. A lady who knew
that Mr. Morris had not a large salary, said one day when she was
looking out of the dining-room window, "My dear Mrs. Morris, why don't
you have this garden dug up? You could raise your own vegetables. It
would be so much cheaper than buying them."

Mrs. Morris laughed in great amusement.

"Think of the hens, and cats, and dogs, and rabbits, and, above all, the
boys that I have. What sort of a garden would there be, and do you think
it would be fair to take their playground from them?"

The lady said, "No, she did not think it would be fair."

I am sure I don't know what the boys would have done without this strip
of ground. Many a frolic and game they had there. In the present case,
Ned walked around and around it, with his stick on his shoulder, Billy
and I strolling after him. Presently Billy made a dash aside to get a
bone. Ned turned around and said firmly, "To heel!"

Billy looked at him innocently, not knowing what he meant. "To heel!"
exclaimed Ned again. Billy thought he wanted to play, and putting his
head on his paws, he began to bark. Ned laughed; still he kept saying
"To heel!" He would not say another word. He knew if he said "Come
here," or "Follow," or "Go behind," it would confuse Billy.

Finally, as Ned kept saying the words over and over, and pointing to me,
it seemed to dawn upon Billy that he wanted him to follow him. So he
came beside me, and together we followed Ned around the garden, again
and again.