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every sash was in place, and my plant-house was complete, 

 except the inside. Delighted with the neat and compact 

 appearance of the house, I went out to inspect. , At the 

 door I met Mr. Felix. 



" Allow me to congratulate you, Mrs. Oilman, on the ap- 

 pearance of your new h<5use." 



" Thank you, sir. Will you come and look at it? " 



We then went to examine. It presented somewhat this 

 appearance. First, a one-story shed with a door and two 

 windows are towards the yard, and one looking south 

 over the two glass roofs. These two roofs were placed side 

 by side and extended to the limits of my garden, just one 

 hundred feet. The street ran north and south, and the plant- 

 house was parallel to it and about twenty feet from the side- 

 walk. You see the building occupied almost all my garden, 

 but that was of no consequence, as I intended to farm under 

 glass after this, and would not need so large a garden. In 

 fact, my whole estate is very small. My whole place was 

 only one hundred and sixty feet long and seventy-five wide. 

 I called it my farm, and as the street front was just ten rods 

 I gave it the name that heads this story. 



After examining the improvements, I asked Mr. Felix 

 into the house. On entering the sitting-room he went to the 

 window to look at my tuberoses. 



"Hardly a success, Mrs. Oilman." 



" How so ? I thought they were looking well and would 

 bear a full crop of tuberoses." 



