Then, when the milkman heard how his
animals had damaged Mr. Blake's garden, an offer of payment was made.
Some of Daddy Blake's neighbors told what they thought the milkman should
pay, and he did. He said he was very sorry his cows had made so much
trouble, and hereafter, he said, he would see that they did not break out
of their pasture.
"I saw them in your garden, Mr. Blake, as soon as I got up," said Mr.
Porter. "I arose earlier than I usually do as I wanted to hoe my lima
beans before I went to work. I thought I'd call you before the cows ate
everything."
"I'm glad you did," spoke Hal's father. "We saved most of the garden,
anyhow."
It took two or three days of hard work in the Blake garden until it looked
as nicely as it had done before the cows broke in. Even then the pea vines
were only about half as many in number as at first, and they had been
delicious, sweet peas, that Mother Blake had counted on serving at many
meals.
"But I guess the cows enjoyed them as much as we did," she said. "Anyhow
there is no use in worrying over what can't be helped."
"Did the cows hurt the egg plants?" asked Aunt Lolly.
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