A WOMAN'S HARDY GARDEN 



in the tiny gardens. Yet all this is the re- 

 sult of only a half hour's daily care after the 

 long day's work is done. 



One should begin with a few plants — per- 

 haps a dozen only — and the "trouble" will 

 soon become a delight, unless one is devoid 

 of all love for flowers. 



Whenever I hear remarks on the "trouble" 

 of a flower garden, I think of those peasant 

 homes, and also of a little plot grown and 

 cared for by a certain tenant farmer's wife I 

 know. She has six children, and must cook 

 and bake and clean for four men in addition; 

 yet, some time every day, she finds a few 

 minutes to tend her flowers. She has a bor- 

 der along the fence four by fifty feet, filled 

 with perennials; a border across the front of 

 her house with Phlox and Funkias, and a 

 couple of beds with Asters, Poppies, Balsams, 

 Portulaca and Pinks. The perennials were 

 given her, a few at a time. She separated 

 the roots, saved the seeds to raise others, and 

 has been able in this way to increase her 



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