168 Make-Believe

the loveliest fragrance, because they had
grown where roses had fallen and died.

“The gardener never picked a flower,
but, of course, he would have no weeds in
his garden. The walls had been made
’ specially high to keep the flying seeds from
entering. Only, I must tell you, he had
very curious ideas, this gardener. Some
things that most people called weeds he
loved and cultivated because they were
beautiful; and, never having been cared
for until now, the flowers that were called
weeds grew lovelier every day. Also,
there were some things the world calls
flowers and cultivates with care, that he
' thought weeds because they were ugly.”

Doris interrupted, “‘ Did he grow dande-
lions?” she asked. ‘ Gardener calls them
weeds, but I love them.”

“T’m sure he must have grown dande-
lions, Doris,” said the Visitor. ‘I should
think you and he would have felt almost
the same about most things. It is a pity
that you never met him.”