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Old Time Gardens 



den walls, I will not write of it here, save to say- 

 that no one could ever see it growing in its shadowy 

 home in the woods without yielding to its air of 



Avenue of White Pines at Wellesley, Mass., the Country-seat of Hollis 



H. Hunnewell, Esq. 



mystery. It is the weirdest flower that grows, so 

 palpably ghastly that we feel almost a cheerful sat- 

 isfaction in the perfection of its performance and our 



