92 A Little Maryland Garden 
the handsomest daffodils I ever had, with 
broad white perianth and rich yellow trumpet, 
and fine, blue-green foliage. They are a 
good deal like MHorsfieldi, but of more 
substance. 
I have already had two disappointments. 
First the Crown Imperials, that I was looking 
forward to with so much interest, have been 
completely destroyed. I have never seen 
these flowers, and gave my half-dozen bulbs 
very good quarters. They did not appear, 
and after waiting for a reasonable time I dug 
them up, and found they were being devoured 
by tiny worms. So faras I knew there was no 
manure near them, but here was a failure 
that it would take a year to remedy. 
My second sad experience was with the 
little dahlias raised from Luther Burbank’s 
seeds. They were vigorous, healthy little 
plants. On several cold nights after they 
were set out I covered them over with 
flower-pots, and one morning on uncovering 
them I found them badly eaten away, several 
without a leaf left. What horrid, unscrupu- 
