Joel?"

"Oh, all sorts. The most be-yewtiful flowers, red and yellow and
green, you can't think, Dave Pepper."

"I never saw a green flower," said little David, thoughtfully.

"Well, they're up there. Oh, sights an' sights," said Joel,
recklessly. "An' pink and blue an'----"

"Are you sure there are green flowers up there, Joel?" asked
David, huddling up to him close.

"Sh--stop talking--oh, the most _beyewtiful_ things, I tell
you, grow up by that cave."

"I might go up and get some not very near the cave, Joel," said
Davie, after a long breath. "Not very near."

"So you could," said Joel, quickly. "Then I guess you'll be glad,
Dave Pepper, that you came up with me."

"I shall bring down most of the green ones, Joey," cried little
David, joyfully, "'cause I can get the others down below the
mountain."

"Yes--yes," whispered Joel, impatiently.

"An' if I plant 'em, they'll grow, and then Mamsie'll be glad,
an' Polly too," he whispered, dreadfully excited. "Won't Polly