A WOMAN^S HARDY GARDEN 



them. AVhen the frost has finally killed 

 everything, all the dead tops should be cut 

 off at the ground, the dead annuals pulled 

 up, the borders made clean and neat, and, 

 about the last of November, covered with a 

 good layer of stable litter, leaves or straw. 

 I have always found the plants start earlier 

 and do better for this slight protection. 



AVhenever I tell my inquiring friends of 

 the proper preparation of beds, and the spring 

 top-dressing, and winter covering with ma- 

 nure, there is generally an exclamation of 

 alarm at the quantity used. But much is 

 required to make the garden grow. I call 

 upon the farm for manure when the stable 

 supply is insufficient, and both my farmer- 

 husband and his manager at times look 

 askance. But how can I live unless my gar- 

 den has what it needs ! The farmer -husband 

 looks upon my gardening as a mild species 

 of insanity, and cannot understand why a 

 little garden with a few plants is not enough 

 for any woman. By dint of much showing 



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