Aunt Lolly's cucumber seeds had also been planted in hills, so there would
be a raised mound of earth for the roots to keep moist in, and in order
that the vines, at the start, would be raised up from the other ground
around them. Now the cucumber plants were quite lengthy, running along
over their part of the garden, and in some places there were growing tiny
little pickles--or they would be pickles, when put in salt, vinegar and
spices.
"Are you really going to make a cucumber grow in a bottle?" asked Mab as
she saw her aunt, with a bottle in her hand, stooping over one of the
vines.
"I really am," was the answer. "It is only a little trick, though, and
really does no good. But I thought you children would like to see it."
"How are you going to do it?" asked Hal.
"You see this little cucumber, or pickle," spoke Aunt Lolly, and she
showed one to Hal and Mab. "Well now I'm going to slip it inside this
bottle, but not pull the pickle from the vine. If I did that the cucumber
would stop growing and die."
She had a bottle with a neck large enough so the pickle would go in it.
The bottle was an odd shape.
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