8 EVERSLEY GARDENS 



from rich and poor, cottage and palace, have 

 grown and flourished nay, in some cases 

 have run riot a medley of colour and fra- 

 grance that is a joy throughout the year, 

 against the tall Furze and Broom, Bramble 

 and Hawthorn. 



Rose beds came next, as the walls of the 

 house began to rise in March, and show me 

 where I stood ; one on the north and one on 

 the west, about twenty feet from the house. 

 The north bed contained a good mixed col- 

 lection of Hybrid Perpetuals from my old 

 friend Mr. Alfred Perkins of Coventry ; and 

 for the first years they made a brave show 

 from the French windows of the dining-room. 

 But I had an object-lesson twelve months ago, 

 as to the importance of seeing that the actual 

 trenching of a new Rose bed is carried out 

 under one's own eye. Three years ago they 

 did less well. Next year they did badly, and 

 I was put to shame, and wondered how and 

 why, and decided to move the whole lot and 

 plant a shelter of choice Rhododendrons in 



