THE PRIVATE GARDEN 



of gardens whom I have to quote at second-hand 

 mentions in contrast "gardens to look in upon" 

 and "gardens to look out from." The garden 

 I have described at length is planned to be 

 looked in upon; most town gardens must be, 

 of course; but its competitor across the street, 

 of which I am about to give account, is an ex- 

 ception. The lot has a very broad front and 

 very little depth — at one side almost none, at 

 the other barely enough for a small house 

 and a few feet of front yard. Why there should 

 be a drive I cannot say, but it is so well taken 

 into the general scheme that to call it to account 

 would be ungenerous. It enters at the narrow- 

 est part of the ground, farthest from the house, 

 makes a long parabola, and turns again into 

 the street close beside the dwelling. In the bit 

 of lawn thus marked off, shrubs have place near 

 the street, three or four old apple-trees range 

 down the middle, and along the drive runs a 

 gay border of annual flowers. Along the rear 

 side of the drive lies but a narrow strip of turf 

 beyond which the ground drops all at once to 

 another level some thirty feet below. On the 



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