The Yellow Lawn
W. is a man for getting a bargain and going the cheapest way about things. When he sowed his lawn he remarked to me about the price of grass seed and I imagined that he had, as usual, 'bought the cheapest and most inferior seed. That was last autumn. I heard bim cutting once and he told me in passing that the patch was remarkably slow in coming to anything like a lawn, although it was rich in everything but grass. Since that day I have not heard him at work with mower or shears and I was surprised when he stopped and asked me, a little crestfallen, if I had seen what had happened to him. " Got a lawn of that yellow stuff. Charlock, I think they call it." It comes out -that he had not been able to resist getting a bag of "lawn seed" from a mound he discovered in a rick yard. "Well," he said,' when I laughed, "you'd think seed from a haystack would grow grass, wouldn't you ? " It also grows wild mustard and W. has something original to show. He is probably the first man in the country to have a charlock lawn, as yellow as butter.
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