There is space for but a few of the river gardens in these 

 limited pages. The one at Blithewood, Barrytown-on- 

 Hudson, is a charming example of a more modern gar- 

 den, beautifully located and planted especially for May, 

 June, and September. A vine-covered brick wall sur- 

 rounds it on three sides, and a terra-cotta balustrade is 

 the boundary on the river side. Chinese Junipers, not sup- 

 posedly very hardy, are, however, the well-grown, clipped 

 evergreens in sight. Barrytown is about a hundred miles 

 from New York. 



Up on the Beacon Mountain the Wodenethe gardens 

 were begun about seventy-five years ago, remaining ever 

 since in the same family, and always celebrated for their 

 beauty, due doubtless to the devoted and skilful care con- 

 tinuously given them. Trees, shrubs, and vines are rich 

 in maturity; the impress of Father Time has so kindly 

 marked the place, that of the older gardens Wodenethe is 

 probably the finest on the Hudson. 



Not far away there was once another garden. Possibly 

 there is nothing fairer than the dearest memories of child- 

 hood sometimes doubtless wonderfully interwoven with 

 the gossamer-like stuff of which air-castles are made 

 and so it is with deep satisfaction that the author can dwell 

 upon views of an old garden relying on something more 

 real than semi-dreams. To be able to duplicate this happy 

 place for some other fortunate children would be a joy in- 

 deed, and some day the opportunity may be realized 

 while the dream still lives. Nearly three acres of land 



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