"Oh, thank you, uncle," exclaimed Susie. "How nice! I'll save this big bed for nasturtiums, and the bachelor's buttons can go over there." [Illustration: Poppies] "The nasturtiums would do better by the fence and the porch," said Uncle Robert. "They like to climb." "All right," said Susie; "then we can have this bed for something else." "Have you any poppies?" asked Uncle Robert, smiling. "Poppies are my favorite flowers." "Are they, uncle? Then we'll have poppies in this bed." "Thank you, dear," replied Uncle Robert, taking out his notebook. "We'll send for the poppy seeds, too." "I think that finishes the beds," said Susie. "Let me see," and, walking down the path, she pointed out where each kind of flower was to grow. "You might draw it now," said Uncle Robert; "then we'll make no mistake." "Oh, goody!" cried Susie. "That's what I'll do. Wait until I get a pencil and paper." "Here is a pencil," said Uncle Robert, taking one from his pocket, "and perhaps this old envelope will do to draw it on." But Susie thought not. "It's too small," she said. "I'll get a nice piece of paper in a minute." Away she ran to the house, and soon came back with a large sheet of fresh white letter paper in one hand and Frank's geography in the other. "I'm going to draw my garden," she called to Donald and her mother, holding up the paper for them to see. "I'll make the paths first," she said, laying the paper on the geography, and taking the pencil from Uncle Robert. "Then I can put in the beds afterward." When the paths were drawn, Susie named the beds and marked them off on the paper. "Please write the names for me, Uncle Robert," she said. "I can't spell all the big words." "I will write them on this paper," said Uncle Robert, "and when you see how they look you can write them on your plan." "Oh, yes," said Susie, "that will be the nicest way." "See, mother," cried Susie, running to her, "this is my garden. Now I know just what is to be in every bed." [Illustration: Susie's garden.] "Where are you going to get poppies?" asked Donald, looking at the plan on the paper. "Uncle Robert is going to send for the seed," answered Susie. "He likes poppies best of all the flowers. We are going to have nasturtiums, too. They are to grow by the porch and the fence." "That will be fine, dear," said Mrs. Leonard. "What a beautiful garden we shall have!" "I can hardly wait," cried Susie, dancing along the walk. "Come, uncle, let's plant what seeds we have now." "Do we need to do anything to the ground," asked Uncle Robert, "before the seeds are put in?" "Only rake over the top a little," said Susie, taking up her rake and going to work. "It has been spaded. See how light and fine it is underneath! Ugh! I wish the old worms would keep out!" "Don't be too hard on the worms," said Uncle Robert. "They are your best helpers." "I don't see how that is, uncle," said Susie, looking up in surprise.