THE AMATEUR GARDEN 



town residents. The front lies along the main 

 street of the place, facing the usual "shop-row." 

 The entire area has nearly always been grassed. 

 Not what an Englishman would call so, but 

 turfed in a stuttering fashion, impetuous and 

 abashed by turns, and very easy to keep off; 

 most rank up against the granite underpinnings 

 of the buildings, and managing somehow to 

 writhe to all the fences, of which those on the 

 street fronts are of iron. Parallel with the front 

 fence and some fifty feet behind it, three of the 

 institution's buildings stand abreast and about 

 a hundred feet apart. All three are tall, rect- 

 angular three-story piles of old red brick, on 

 granite foundations, and full of windows all of 

 one size, pigeon-house style. The middle one 

 has a fairly good Greek-pillared porch, of wood, 

 on the middle half of its front. 



Among these buildings we began our planting. 

 We had drawn, of course, a ground plan of the 

 whole place, to scale, showing each ground-floor 

 door and window, so that we might respect its 

 customary or projected use. A great point, that, 

 in Where to Plant What. I once heard of a 



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