y 8 Old Time Gardens 



twenty-four years those killed at this memorable 

 encounter. If anything could cement still more 

 closely the affections of the English and American 

 peoples, it would be the sight of the tenderly shel- 

 tered graves of British soldiers in America, such as 

 these at Drumthwacket and other historic fields 

 on our Eastern coast. At Concord how faithfully 

 stand the sentinel pines over the British dead of the 

 Battle of Concord, who thus repose, shut out from 

 the tread of heedless feet yet ever present for the 

 care and thought of Concord people. 



We have older Italian gardens. Some of them are 

 of great loveliness, among them the unique and 

 dignified garden of Hollis H. Hunnewell, Esq., 

 but many of the newer ones, even in their few sum- 

 mers, have become of surprising grace and beauty, 

 and their exquisite promise causes a glow of delight 

 to every garden lover. I have often tried to analyze 

 and account for the great charm of a formal garden, to 

 one who loves so well the unrestrained and lavished 

 blossoming of a flower border crowded with nature- 

 arranged and disarranged blooms. A chance sen- 

 tence in the letter of a flower-loving friend, one 

 whose refined taste is an inherent portion of her 

 nature, runs thus : 



"I have the same love, the same sense of perfect satis- 

 faction, in the old formal garden that I have in the sonnet 

 in poetry, in the Greek drama as contrasted with the mod- 

 ern drama ; something within me is ever drawn toward 

 that which is restrained and classic." 



