THE GIRL’S STORY BOOK. 37

 

_ these neighbors were quarrel-
ing about very trivial things.
They were both anxious to
testify their regard for the
great Being who had: made
them, and taught them to
bloom; and each one had her
own way of doing it. It so
happened, too, that each one
not only thought her own way
better than her sister’s, but
seemed to doubt whether the