OUR COUNTRY LIFE 



Nature will do with the plans of man is always an 

 interesting problem. The very uncertainty whets the 

 imagination and stimulates to further effort. There 

 are times when the effect is not at all what one 

 anticipated, and new methods must be tried. 



One year we planted twelve thousand crocus bulbs in 

 the woods; and when the spring came they were a 

 lovely sight, running like little tongues of flame into 

 the forest, disappearing gradually in a dip of the ground 

 or in the brown leaves. The effect was absolutely 

 natural. In the fall when the bulbs ripened, the chip 

 munks discovered the new delicacy and diligently 

 honeycombed the earth wherever the crocuses were 

 planted. Only about two hundred survived out of our 

 generous supply, but we are going to try again and 

 see if we cannot protect them better. 



One often hears of a friendship garden, a beauti 

 ful place in which to linger and to remember. With 

 us the entire estate is sown with memories, for one 

 comes upon the souvenirs of thoughtful fellow-workers 

 in every direction. The striped wild violet sent as 



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