"Well, how would you like to live in a place where you had to stay in an old brick yard all day, and never saw even grass?" [Illustration: Thinking of the land of flowers] Miss Rose thought a while. Then she got up and started back to the Home. Clematis followed her slowly. She was sorry to go. That night Mrs. Snow talked with Miss Rose again. "She must have lived in the city," said Miss Rose. "She had to stay in a yard paved with bricks all day. She doesn't remember her parents at all. She ran away, that is sure." "I hardly know what to do," said Mrs. Snow, at last. "She can stay here for a while, and perhaps the people she lived with will find her here." So Mrs. Snow told the policeman what they had found out, and he said they would do the best they could to find her people. That night Clematis did not go to the little room near the maple tree to sleep. She went into the big room. Jane slept in the bed next to hers. Miss Rose told her to see that Clematis had what help she needed in going to bed. The day had been a busy one for Clematis. She was very sleepy. "I guess I won't bother with teeth and things tonight," she said to herself. So she pulled off her clothes, and got into bed. "Oh Clematis, you can't do that. You've got to pick up your clothes, and clean your teeth, and do lots of things." Jane came and shook her, as she snuggled under the clothes. "Oh, I'm too tired tonight. I'll do it tomorrow night." Clematis did not stir. Just then Miss Rose came into the sleeping room. She saw Jane trying to get Clematis out of bed. She also saw the pile of clothes. "Clematis, I can't have this. Get right out of bed, and do as I told you last night." She wanted children to obey her, and she had tried to be very kind to Clematis. The other children giggled, as Clematis got slowly out of bed. But Miss Rose frowned at them. "You see that she does every single thing she ought," said Miss Rose to Jane, "and if she doesn't, you tell me." Then Miss Rose went away, and left the girls to get ready for bed. Poor Clematis had a hard time of it. The other girls made fun of her, because she was so clumsy and slow. At last she got her clothes folded up, and went to wash. "She isn't washing her neck and ears," said Jane to herself, "but I guess I won't tell." So at last Clematis got into bed again, and went to sleep. CHAPTER VI CLEMATIS HAS A HARD ROW TO HOE It was all Jane could do the next morning to make Clematis get up when the rising bell rang. "I don't want to get up yet," grumbled Clematis. "I will get up pretty soon." "No you won't either. You'll get up right off now. We have to be ready for breakfast in fifteen minutes." Jane pulled down the clothes, while the other girls laughed. Poor Clematis had to get up. At first she was cross, but when she looked out of the window, she smiled. From this window she could see way off to a beautiful hill, golden brown in the morning sun.