Daddy Takes Us to the Garden

Daddy Takes Us to the Garden

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Title: Daddy Takes Us to the Garden The Daddy Series for Little Folks
Author: Howard R. Garis
Release Date: February 1, 2005 [EBook #14859]
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THE DADDY SERIES FOR LITTLE FOLKS
DADDY TAKES US TO THE GARDEN
BY
HOWARD R. GARIS
Author of Uncle Wiggily and Alice in Wonderland, Uncle Wiggily
Longears, Uncle Wiggily and Mother Goose, _Uncle Wiggily's Arabian
Nights_
ILLUSTRATED BY EVA DEAN

MADE IN U.S.A.
M.A. DONOHUE & COMPANY
CHICAGO NEW YORK

THE DADDY SERIES
By HOWARD R. GARIS
The stories tell of a little boy and girl who go to various places with
their dear Daddy. Each book contains something of value regarding
nature lore, outdoor sports and animal life.
Price 50 cents per volume.
HOWARD R. GARIS
* * * * *
Daddy Takes Us Camping Daddy Takes Us Fishing Daddy Takes Us to
the Circus Daddy Takes Us Skating Daddy Takes Us Coasting Daddy
Takes Us to the Farm Daddy Takes Us to the Garden Daddy Takes Us
Hunting Birds Daddy Takes Us Hunting Flowers Daddy Takes Us to
the Woods
Copyright, 1914, by R.F. FENNO & COMPANY
* * * * *
DADDY TAKES US TO THE GARDEN
CONTENTS
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CHAPTER PAGE
I A New Game 9 II Making A Garden 20 III Upside Down Beans 34 IV
The First Radish 49 V The Potatoes' Eyes 59 VI The Corn Silk 70 VII
Early Tomatoes 78 VIII The Children's Market 92 IX Sammie Plants
Tomatoes 102 X White Celery 113 XI Gathering Crops 123 XII
Pumpkin Pie 134

CHAPTER I

A NEW GAME
"Mother, what can we do now?"
"Tell us something to play, please! We want to have some fun!"
As Harry and Mabel Blake said this they walked slowly up the path
toward the front porch, on which their mother was sitting one early
Spring day. The two children did not look very happy.
"What can we do?" asked Hal, as he was called more often than Harry.
"There isn't any more fun," complained Mab, to which her name was
often shortened.
"Oh, my!" laughed Mother Blake. "Such a sadness! What doleful faces
you both have. I hope they don't freeze so and stay that way. It would
be dreadful!"
"It can't freeze," said Hal. "It's too warm. Daddy told us how cold it had
to be to freeze. The ther--ther--Oh, well the thing you tell how cold it
is--has to get down to where it says number 32 before there's ice."
"You mean the thermometer," said Mab.
"That's it," agreed Hal. "And look, the shiny thing--mercury, that's the
name of it--the mercury is at 60 now. It can't freeze, Mother."
"Well, I'm glad it can't, for I wouldn't want your face to turn into ice the
way it looked a little while ago."
"But there's no fun, Mother," and Mab, whose face, as had her brother's,
had lost its fretful look while they were talking about the thermometer,
again seemed cross and unhappy. "We can't have any fun!"
"Why don't you play some games?" asked Mrs. Blake, smiling at the
two children.
"We did," answered Hal. "We tried to play tag, but it's too muddy to

run off the paths, and it's no fun, staying in one place. We can't play
ball, 'cause Mab can't throw like a boy, and I'm not going to play doll
with her."
"I didn't ask you to!" said Mab quickly. "I was going to play doll by
myself."
"Yes, but you'd want me to be a doctor, or something, when your doll
got sick--you always do."
"I should think that would be fun," said Mother Blake. "Why don't you
play doll and doctor?"
"I'm not going to play doll!" declared Hal, and his face looked crosser
than ever.
"Oh, it isn't nice to talk that way," said his mother. "You ought to be
glad if Mab wanted you to be a doctor for her sick doll. But perhaps
you can think of something else--some new game. Just sit down a
moment and we'll talk. Then perhaps you'll think of something. I
wonder why it is so warm to-day, and why there is no danger of
anything freezing--not your faces of course, for I