THE TERRACES 



If I wanted some! I accepted the offer in the spirit in which 

 it was made, and from those small cuttings of impatiens sultana, we 

 raised a mass of tiny seedlings which, when only six inches high. 

 jHTsisted in blossoming, even under the bench in the green-house 



A-rainst the ivv-covered wall of the house, bv the irreat l)ed of 



A I5KD OK NATIVK KKKNS 



native ferns from the woods, stands a hu^e saucer, thirtv inches 

 across, filled Avith hii; hroad tuberous begonias, pink and yellow, 

 white and scarlet. If the chipmunks were not such lovers of the 

 beautiful, these brilliant blossoms would last much longer! But 

 these little rascal>. eai^er to get the drop of honey deep down in the 

 heart of the flower-, ruthlessly tear them to pieces. 



