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Updated: May 5, 2025
There came out a book, a wonderful big book, Grimm's Tales; and some little papers fell to the floor. These were flower seeds, bags labeled "Petunia," "Candytuft," "Double Balsam," "Portulaca." "Why, Prissy!" shouted Miss Hoskins in her ear as she picked them up, and read the names; "them's elegant things!
His gaze wandered to Barbara, who, with Petunia, was curled up in a big old-fashioned rocker. "And a child, too," he mused. "I don't know when there's been a child in here. Not since I was one, I guess likely, and that's too long ago for anybody to remember single-handed." But Mrs. Armstrong was interested in his previous remark. "You have let others occupy this house then?" she asked.
Betty was lying in her little trundle bed, while Petunia, her small black maid, pulled off her stockings, but she got up obediently and laved her face in buttermilk. "I don't reckon there's any use about the other," she said.
"His house is so full, and I need a lot of space to carry on my work," I answered him, with the words I have used so often in the last two weeks that they start to come when the Petunia asks me if I want waffles or batter-cakes for supper. "Well, Sallie Carruthers will get him, and then there'll be a dozen more to run the measure over children hey? All girls!
But he anxiously watched the inmates of the little house, watched Charles' face when he came home after working hours, watched the face of his sister as she went forth on a marketing expedition, even scrutinized Babbie's laughing countenance as she came dancing into the shop, swinging Petunia by one arm.
Petunia was "fast brack," as her father declared an enormously fat, jetty-black negress, with a pretty face, and a superabundance of children. To enumerate the Blossom family, as Petunia had once done for Ruth's information, there were: "Two married and moved away; two at work; twins twice makes eight; Alfredia; Jackson Montgomery Simms; Burne-Jones Whistler; the baby; and Louisa Annette."
When she rose, her eyes, hot with the beauty of the flowers, looked into his. 'What are they? she asked. 'Sort of petunia, I suppose, he answered. 'I don't really know them. 'They are quite strangers to me, she said. They stood together in a false intimacy, a nervous contact. And he was in love with her.
They chose for me strings of purple and gold flowers. The golden ones were a sort of wax begonia and the purple were almost like a petunia. Instead of sitting on the deck of the steamer by myself, as I had purposed, I had one of the most delightful days I have ever spent in my life.
To go into the mud and spill potatoes, to go into the water and pick up water, to go everywhere and wash a petunia, this is a disgrace, it is such a disgrace that there is no meaning in closing and yet, why forget, when to forget is one thing, which to forget is something, the simple time to select a new example is in the same way.
At all events she insisted upon carrying it alone, telling her companion that she thought perhaps he had better not touch it as it was so very, very brittle and might get broken, and consoling him by offering to permit him to carry Petunia, which fragrant appellation, it appeared, was the name of the doll. "I named her Petunia after a flower," she explained.
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