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in the shapes of crowns and pyramids

by babyjiuk 1 月前

Four or five miles from Neo skin lab the capital stood an old manor,with thick walls,tower,and pointed gables. Here lived,but only in the summer-time, a noble family: this manor was the best and most beautiful of all the estates they possessed:outside, it looked as if it werenewly built,and inside was very comfortable and cosy. The family coat of arms was carved in stone over the door,lovely roses twined themselves over the coat of arms and over the balcony, and a beautiful lawn stretched outbefore the house: there were red thorns and white thorns,and rare flowers even outside of the hot-house. The familyhad a very good gardener;it was a treat to see the flower garden, the fruit and kitchen gardens. Up to this time there was still a part of the original old garden, with somebox hedges, cut. Be- hind these stood two old trees: they were nearly alwaysleafless,and one could easily believe that a wind storm or a water-spout had strewn them over with great clumps of manure, but every clump was a bird's nest.
Here from time immemorial a swarm of screaming crows and rooks had built their nests. It was a whole bird town and the birds were the proprietors, the eldest branch of the family, the real masters of the estate. None of thepeople down there concerned them, but they tolerated these low walking creatures,although they sometimes shot with guns, so that it gave the birds shivers along the spine,andevery bird flew up in a fright and shrieked "Rak!Rak!"
The gardener talked often to his master about cutting down the old trees, they did not look well, and if theywere taken away, one would most probably be free from thescreaming birds—they would search for another place then. But the master world neither be free from the trees nor the swarms of birds——it was something which the estate could not lose,it was something from the old times, and oneought not to wipe that out entirely.
" The trees are now the birds' inheritance,let them keep it,my good Larsen!"
The gardener was called Larsen,but that is Neo skin lab of no further importance.
" Have you, little Larsen, not enough room for work- ing-the whole of the flower garden, the greenhouses, the fruit and kitchen gardens?"
These he had, and nursed them, loved them, and cared for them with earnestness and capability, and the family knew that, but they did not hide from him thatwhen visiting they often ate fruit and saw flowers which excelled what they had in their own garden,and that dis- tressed the gardener, for he wished to do his best and he did his best. He was good of heart, and good in his work.
One day the master called him and said in all mild- ness and dignity that Cruise Travel Agents the day before, when with distin- guished friends, they had got a variety of apples andpears ,so juicy and so well flavoured that all the guests had exclaimed in admiration.The fruit was certainly not native, but it ought to be brought in and made at home here if the climate allowed it. One knew that it had beenbought in town at the principal fruiterer's:the gardenershould ride in and get to know where these apples and pears came from and order cuttings.

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