"
"Don't touch it--Daddy will kill it!" called Mr. Porter to his little boy.
But Sammie had no idea of touching the queer bug he had seen, and at which
the poodle dog was barking.
"Oh, it's one of the big green tomato worms!" exclaimed Mr. Blake when he
saw it. "They can do a lot of damage. I hope they don't get in my garden.
We must kill as many as we can," and he knocked the worm to the ground and
stepped on it. Roly-Poly barked harder than ever at this, thinking,
perhaps, that he had helped get rid of the unpleasant, crawling thing.
"We'll look over your tomato patch and see if there are any more worms,"
suggested Mr. Blake to his neighbor.
"Yes, and then I'll come and help you clear your plants of the pests,"
said Mr. Porter. "We want to have our gardens good this year, so we won't
have to spend so many of our pennies for food next Winter."
A few more of the green worms were found on the tomato vines, and there
were more on Daddy Blake's. So many were found that he could not be sure
he had knocked them all off.
"I think I will have to spray the plants with Paris Green as I did the
potatoes," he said.
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