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center. This pool is banked with Japanese iris, thou- 

 sands of hardy lilies and other suitable plants. A 

 miniature avenue, lined with standard geraniums, was 

 another unusual feature. In this garden we noticed 

 large masses of all of the best hardy plants available, 

 the idea being to keep as fine a show as possible 

 throughotit the whole season. 



Leading from the herbaceous garden to the green- 

 houses, we go through a spacious rose garden with a 

 long pergola covered with all the best climbers. The 

 range of glass is very compact and neat, and the 

 stock was in fine shape : a house of melons being parti- 

 cularh- fine. Around the greenhouses are larsre blocks 



near them and take note of the changing day. They 

 seem to know every tiny sign of the varying seasons. 

 All these things point to close observation, and must 

 mean pleasure in the surroundings; for most people 

 do thoroughly enjoy wiiat they observe or study care- 

 fully. The discontent with any form of work is half 

 knowledge or worse, a slatternly habit of thought 

 about it. 'I'he country life has opportunities which 

 many city people long for and which make the success 

 of the famous naturalist. It is a limited existence only 

 to the limited man or woman wht.) neglects to take op- 

 portunity by i)oth hands and find beauty and blessing. 

 — li.vchanse. 



VIEW OF HERBACEOUS GARDENS, FROM THE PUm.IC ROAD F.. T. BEDFORD E.'^TATE— GARAGE IN THE DISTANCE. 



of fiowers such as Asters. Dahlias, (dadioli .\ntirrhi- 

 nium, etc., grown for cut fiower purposes. Here I 

 saw the finest show of Antirrhiniuni that 1 have ever 

 seen in this country. 



After viewing the horticultural department, ]Mr. 

 Brock took us in his car over the farm, over which he 

 also presides. Here we found everything in splendid 

 shape. The dairy is a modern building, most up-to- 

 date in every detail. Everything on the estate is of the 

 highest quality, and the splendid condition found 

 everywhere on it reflects the highest credit on the able 

 superintendent. Mr. J. Brock. 



GIVE OLD MOTHER NATURE A CHANCE. 



Escape from the shop for a little, 

 No matter just where it may be. 



Go out in the green woods and whittle 

 Or wander along by the sea. 



Fly forth from the turbulent citv 



.\nd all of its dangerous ill 



And list to the jovial ditt\' 



Or birds on the burgeonint: 



hills 



OPPORTUNITY IN THE COUNTRY. 



Published among the alleged jokes in a recent maga- 

 zine the reply of a farmer to his city boarder has more 

 poetry than humor in it. The guest asked if the farm 

 were not lonely in winter. The host, sweeping his 

 hand abroad over the hills and valleys of New Hamp- 

 shire, said in astonishment. "Lonesome? No! Why, 

 on a clear day we can see Mount Washington." There 

 is a popular belief that those who live in the daily 

 presence of scenes like this grow indififerent to them, 

 or perhaps have never felt the companionship of woods 

 and mountains. But actual experience often brings 

 one in contact with country dwellers wdio understand 

 and love the beauty around them, though they may 

 not be alwa3's ready to put their feeling about it into 

 words. Farmers know^ the splendid points of view- 



No matter how nuich _\ou enj(n- it. 



Drop work for a moment and dance. 

 Go out for a little and "boy it" — 



Give Old Mother Nature a Chance. 

 Be noisy and fresh, and be jolly ; 



Build castles of nothing but air ; 

 Drop worry and blank melancholy — 



Escape from vexation and care. 



Go lie on the grass and just holler : 



Go laze by the babbling streams. 

 Forget there's a thing called the dollar. 



And live in your visions and dreams. 

 Like mist of the night, like a bubble, 



Will vanish uncjuiet and fear : 

 And out of the sea of your trouble 



Will rise the warm sunlight and cheer. 



— John Kendrick Banc's. 



