190 Lom Seven Years Old.

“And what did grandmamma say ?” asked
Archie and Tom together.

“Qh!” said the old gentleman, ‘she saw
it at once, as everybody must. So we thought
it over quietly, and at last I hit upon a plan.
And the very next morning I carried it out.”

‘““And what was it?” asked Archie.

“T went to them,” said his grandpapa, “the
very next morning, and I said, ‘ Bees, I’ve
treated you dreadfully shabbily, but I won't
do so any longer. Though I can’t make your
rooms or honey, I can at least supply you with
the materials to make them for yourselves.
Besides the walls and roofs of your houses, I
give you my whole garden! Every flower
in it is yours—choose your materials out of
them. Come as often as you like, and stay
as long as you like, and do just exactly as
you like! Nobody can prevent you. Every
corner of it is yours !’”

“Ah!” cried Tom; “that was fair ! And
do they understand, do you think ?”

“Perfectly, perfectly,” answered the old
gentleman. “Whenever I walk out, I am