A WOMAN^S HARDY GARDEN 



into a big boy and girl, the garden came to 

 the front again, and, for more than a dozen 

 years now, it has been my joy, — joy in sum- 

 mer when watching the growth and bloom, 

 and joy in winter when planning for the 

 spring and summer s work. There is pleasure 

 even in making lists, reading catalogues of 

 plants and seeds, and wondering whether this 

 year my flowers will be like the pictured 

 ones, and always, in imagination, seeing how 

 the sleeping plants will look when robed in 

 fullest beauty. 



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