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know about soils, when a plant they sell will simply 

 die in ground uncongenial to it. 



There are on the place some plants of the native 

 elder, a lovely though neglected shrub, esteemed 

 more for its shining black berries than for its 

 broad cymes of creamy white flowers, which come 

 between spring and summer. So I will have this 

 relative of the native viburnums or snowballs to 

 start a collection with, that I hope will in good 

 time give me bloom nearly from frost to frost, 

 twig colors to brighten the winter days as well, and 

 that will make my garden grow into a live and 

 changing museum of the flora of Pennsylvania. 



Of course roses are to be in, and of, and about, 

 this garden; and I'll have to accept many not native 

 to America. A rose-hedge about the whole place 

 I wanted, but I have been word-persuaded and 

 pocket-convinced that I was wrong. There will 

 be a rose-fence, to separate two parts of the 

 "formal" garden, south of the long arborvitse 

 hedge; and I see ahead a rose-arbor built of the 

 completely weathered and long-enduring locust 

 posts that the passing vineyard has left about the 

 place. Rose-borders there must be, and I surely 

 will have the great Rugosa hybrids that are 

 pointing the way to a new race of rugged ever- 

 bloomers. 



