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fertiliser, and splendid for flowers, and would 
do just as well.” So I stirred it about their 
roots to make them comfortable and happy, 
and they promptly, all but one, ‘‘up and 
died.”” I killed quite a number of other 
plants with that fertiliser, but I mourned 
for none of them as I did for my wallflowers. 
One survived, and brought out handsome 
double flowers, fragrant, and in those iron- 
rust tones that wallflowers usually have. 
The little wallflowers from the florist did not 
survive the move in the summer heat, so 
this old veteran still holds the fort, huddled 
close to the stone wall. These plants seem 
to need the proximity of stone, just as fig- 
trees need human companionship, to make 
them thrive. Fig-trees will flourish beside a 
home, even if neglected. But let human 
beings leave them, and they soon pine and 
die. 
I recollect having a special mission for the 
Shasta daisy, which was to put it between 
some orange lilies on the one hand, and a 
group of pink and crimson phlox on the 
