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it could be easily grown from seed in good garden soil, especially if not allowed 

 to suffer from drouth. 



The Harebell, Campa?iula rotuudifolia^ Linn, this beautiful flower 

 begins to appear in the last days of June, and continues with us all summer. 

 The blossoms are bright blue, from half an inch to three quarters long ; the 

 plant seems to prefer partial shade, takes kindly to the garden, and makes a 

 pretty appearance planted in masses. 



Toronto. D. W. Beadle. 



A UNIQUE PLANT STAND. 



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House plants must have their summer outing 

 as well as the house people, and one often sees 

 them set about on the doorsteps and ground. 

 If there is a tree on the lawn, a novel table for 

 them may be made about its trunk, as shown in 

 the illustration. 



Two cross-pieces are first spiked securely to 

 the tree to serve as supports for the platform, 

 which is made of boards fitted around the 

 trunk. Four props are cut from slender 

 branches and fastened underneath. These 

 should be as little trimmed as possible, to give a 

 more rustic effect. And the same effect may 

 /As be given the edges of the platform by nailing 



^ on rough strips for a finish. These strips are 

 obtained by splitting a 2-inch "sapling " length, 

 wise, the halves being then applied to the plat- 

 form edges. The little table is then ready for 

 its load. 



If some of the plants are vines they will take 

 Fig. t)81. very kindly to the strong, straight trunk as a 



climbing-post, and very soon will twist about it in a charming way. One can 

 hardly imagine the artistic features of this little table of flowers till one sees it 

 upon the home lawn, telling its own story. — W. D., in Country Gentleman. 





" Call these fine cattle ? " said a big countryman at an agricultural show, 

 where for some time he had been annoying the exhibitors by depreciating their 

 stock. " They ain't nothin' to what my folks raise. Why, my father raised the 

 biggest calf of any farmer round our part." " Ah," said a bystander, looking at 

 him ; "we can quite believe that !"— London Tid-Bits. 



