GARDENING BY MYSELF. 203 



cleared. There is always work for you 

 to do. 



It is astonishing how much can be done, — 

 what transformations spring up under the 

 wise hand of the fall gardener. Whole beds 

 of mignonette, that were choked with de- 

 caying leaves, shine out and bloom with 

 more than summer fragrance. Late roses, 

 blown from their support, and trailing their 

 delicate buds in soil and ruin, once lifted up 

 and bound securely, shew tear-washed faces 

 as lovely as any June-kissed darling of them 

 all. 



The heartsease revels in the cooler, fresher 

 winds, with eyes so large and happy and 

 quiet, that you cannot even miss the gay 

 gladiolus and the dainty tuberose that once 

 lived near by. And though zinnias are 

 withered, and balsams are brown, and a 

 hundred little beauties of the summer are 

 sent into long, cold exile, yet there are 

 white wreaths on the honeysuckle, and a 

 few glowing pinks, while chrysanthemums 

 are in their glory. How strong they look ! 



