"
"Well," said Martine, a little grimly, "I'm going to my office to-
morrow. I feel the need of a long course of reading in
Blackstone."
"You must help keep me busy also," was her reply.
"I've thought about that; yes, a great deal. You need some
wholesome, natural interest that is capable of becoming somewhat
absorbing. Is it strange that I should recommend one phase of my
hobby, flowers? You know that every tree, shrub, and plant on our
little place is a sort of a pet with me. You are fond of flowers,
but have never given much thought to their care, leaving that to
your gardener. Flowers are only half enjoyed by those who do not
cultivate them, nurse, or pet them. Then there is such an infinite
variety that before you know it your thoughts are pleasantly
occupied in experimenting with even one family of plants. It is an
interest which will keep you much in the open air and bring you
close to Mother Nature."
The result of this talk was that the sad-hearted girl first by
resolute effort and then by a growing fondness for the tasks,
began to take a personal interest in the daily welfare of her
plants.
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