MAKING THE GARDEN n 



eyes to look on them, and a heart to rejoice 

 in their beauty. 



A tall Rose fence came next along the east, 

 of old-fashioned Climbing Roses I remembered 

 as a child at the Rectory Dundee Rambler, 

 William? Evergreen, Ftlicite Perpttuee, Princess 

 of Nassau, Rivers' Musk, Beautt des Prairies, 

 Celine Forestier, Setina, Maria Leonida, Gloire 

 des Rosomanes, and the more modern Carmine 

 Pillar, Alister Stella Gray, Euphrosyne, &c. 



Then came the orchard, sheltered by the 

 northern hedge. I had dreamt of that or- 

 chard almost as soon as I decided to buy 

 and build. Three rows of Apples, Pears, 

 Plums, and Cherries, were planted diagonally, 

 so that their blossoms should blend eighteen 

 feet apart, thus 



Cherry. Pear. Plum. Apple. 



My selection was as follows. And when I 

 made nearly the same for another orchard last 

 year, and sent it for approval to Messrs. 



