162 MY SUMMER IN A GARDEN. 



NINETEENTH WEEK. 



THE closing scenes are not necessarily fu- 

 nereal. A garden should be got ready for 

 winter as well as for summer. When one 

 goes into winter quarters he wants every- 

 thing neat and trig. Expecting high winds, 

 we bring everything into close reef. Some 

 men there are who never shave (if they are 

 so absurd as ever to shave) except when 

 they go abroad, and who do not take care to 

 wear polished boots in the bosoms of their 

 families. I like a man who shaves (next to 

 one who doesn't shave) to satisfy his own 

 conscience, and not for display, and who 

 dresses as neatly at home as he does any- 

 where. Such a man will be likely to put 

 his garden in complete order before the 

 snow comes, so that its last days shall not 

 present a scene of melancholy ruin and de- 

 cay. 



