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June, when these bushes are in bloom, they are beau- 

 tiful indeed, and the perfume of their flowers is 

 fragrance itself. Crossing the Drive you strike again 

 the cathedral groves of chestnut, hickory, oak, sweet 

 gum, tulip and birch. Squirrels are lively here, and 

 it is here, in summer, that the goat carriages wheel 

 their burdens of delighted children along the Walk. 

 This part of the Park is a great haunt of the brown 

 thrasher, and it is a satisfying thing to hear his liquid 

 notes thrilling the soft air of a June day in these leafy 

 glades. 



Following this Walk toward the Boat House you 

 will pass, on the right, straggling bushes of yew, 

 Mahonia Japonica, rhododendrons, and on the left, 

 near the Arch, spice-bush (Benzoin benzoin). This 

 Arch, known as Eastwood Arch, is beautifully hung 

 with the drooping golden bell or yellow jessamine 

 (Forsythia suspensd). It may be interesting to add 

 here that the Forsythia gets its name from an Eng- 

 lish botanist, W. A. Forsyth. For beauty of setting, 

 this arch is one of the most picturesque in the Park. 

 As you pass through it, you come out upon dogwoods 

 and hawthorns, which lean out lovingly towards you 

 from the banksides and when they are in bloom they 

 make the place a fairyland of white. Just as you 

 come from beneath the Arch, down at your right there 

 is a pretty wild hydrangea (Hydrangea arborescens), 

 which loves just the kind of a sheltered spot it has 

 here. It has ovate or slightly cordate leaves, serrate 

 and pointed and bears its white flowers in a flat cyme 

 or head in June. Near it is a mass of wild purple- 



