CHAPTER VIII. 



ON THE OTHER SIDE. A PLEA FOR SAVAGERY. 



" I am tired of civilised Europe, and I want to see a wild country 

 if I can." W. R. GREG. 



" Howsoever these things be, a long farewell to Locksley Hall !" 

 TENNYSON. 



WE have discussed the theory of a garden ; we 

 have analysed the motives which prompt its making, 

 the various treatments of which it is susceptible ; we 

 have made a kind of inventory of its effects, its en- 

 chantments, its spendthrift joys. Now we will hear 

 the other side, and find out why the morbid, tired 

 man, the modern Hamlet, likes it not, why the son 

 of culture loathes it as a lack-lustre thing, betokening 

 to him the sedentary and respectable world in its 

 most hostile form. Having made our picture now 

 we will turn it round, and note why it is that the 

 garden, with its full complement of approved orna- 

 ment, its selected vegetation, its pretty turns for 

 Nature, its many-sided beauty 



" Or gay, or grave, or sweet, or stern was there 

 Not less than truth designed " 



shall never wholly satisfy. 



Your garden will serve you in many ways. It 

 will give a sense of household warmth to your home. 



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