"They remind me of a flower called 'Lady Slipper,' that
grows along the edge of the woods. It's that shape and the prettiest gold
yellow, but little, they'd about fit your doll."
"Oh Peter, could you get me one? I want to see."
"Why I would, but they are all gone now, honey," answered Peter. "Next
year I'll remember and bring you some when they bloom. But it's likely by
that time you can go yourself, and see them."
"Do you honest think it Peter?" asked Peaches, leaning forward eagerly.
"Yes I honest think it," repeated Peter emphatically.
"But I won't be here then," Peaches reminded him.
"Well it won't be my fault, if you're not," said Peter.
CHAPTER XVII
_Initiations in an Ancient and Honourable Brotherhood_
"Now father, you said if I'd help till after harvest, I could go to
Multiopolis and hunt a job," Junior reminded Peter. "When may I?"
"I remember," said Peter. "You may start Monday morning if you want to. Ma
and I have talked it over, and if you're bound to leave us, I guess
there'd never be a better time.
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