CHAPTER XIV 



THE RECTORY GARDEN AND THE MOUNT 

 Inpiam memoriam. 



A ruined garden. Is there a sadder sight 

 to eyes that have known it in its beauty, to 

 hearts that have loved it in its happier days ? 

 Once a place of delight, gay with flowers and 

 the voices of children, cared for and tended 

 by skilful hands. How grievous to find it a 

 mere wilderness, whose 



11 Hedges, even pleach'd 

 Like prisoners wildly overgrown with hair, 

 Put forth disorder'd twigs." 



The Strawberry bed is a tangled mat of 

 ground-elder ; the Raspberries a thicket of 

 barren, attenuated canes. A Cherry tree 

 after long years of neglect has thrown up 

 a forest of suckers, fast growing into sturdy 

 saplings. The Apple trees, once laden 



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