4 A Little Maryland Garden 
I came into the house that a good motto 
for it would be one seen carved on a cottage 
in the Bavarian Alps, ‘‘Klein aber Mein.” 
Since I have become a gardener I have often 
thought its homely content just expressed 
my feeling for the little garden behind it. 
For some time after I came into posses- 
sion, the house had first to be considered, 
and spending on the garden was a luxury. 
Some one has said that none but the poor 
know how good the poor are to each other; 
and surely none but garden lovers know 
how generous their fellow gardeners can be. 
Just when I had seriously determined that I 
must, at all costs, make my plot of ground 
into a garden, I was given a number of 
shrubs that were lifted from an old place in 
the town. There were deutzias and weigelias, 
a dozen large bushes of the ‘‘ Rose of Sharon”’ 
(altheas), two fine Japan quinces, a white 
currant, and some old-fashioned hundred-leaf 
roses. Also, to my great delight, there were 
two lilac bushes. Lilacs would not bloom 
in the part of California where my life up to 
