Terraces and Shrubs 



economy, both of material and of amuse- 

 ment, for there is no reason why this play 

 should not go on forever, like a Wagner 

 opera. It has its surprises too, in the way 

 of some happy effect that you had not im- 

 agined, and again, you are horrified at the 

 outcome of some arrangement that seemed 

 felicitous. We have got our own shrubs 

 so beautifully trained now, that they do 

 not mind moving on the first of May, any 

 more than an old New York citizen. Up 

 they come, blossoms and all, and never 

 drop a petal, but go on blooming se- 

 renely in their new home as if they had 

 always been there. One spring we had 

 from a kind friend a present of a box of 

 rare and beautiful little shrubs, the very 

 names of which it took a day to look up. 

 We knew they were coming, but not what 

 they were to be, so a bed was prepared 

 for them within easy reach of the hose, 

 and, when they came, they were set out 

 carefully, in the midst of an April snow- 

 storm, and a cold wind, which nipped 

 their poor little half-opened leaves most 

 cruelly. 



After they were all arranged, and the 



