MY TEN-ROD FARM; 



CHAPTER VII. 



SUCCESS FAILURE SUCCESS AGAIN. 



LET me take you into my plant-house, now that it is 

 finished. * On entering the door we find ourselves in a small 

 room, twenty feet long by ten wide. There are two win- 

 dows, one looking on the front yard and one out over the 

 two glass roofs. The floor extends over a portion of the 

 shed; one end being sunk down into a cellar four feet 

 deep. A few steps lead down to the " Hitching's Boiler " 

 that heats the building. A coal-bin, a small force-pump 

 with a coil of hose, and a spacious potting-bench, con- 

 stitute the furniture of the place. Two short flights of 

 steps lead down into the two plant-houses, for they are in 

 reality two separate buildings, though the eaves of each 

 come together on one side, forming a long valley. Enter- 

 ing the door of the right hand, or west house, as I call 

 it for the sake of a name, we find ourselves under a 

 glass roof in the form of an arch. The base of the arch 

 is level with the ground outside. The ridge rises three 

 feet higher than this, and the walk within is sunk three 

 feet lower. This gives six feet for head room. Two rows 

 of small posts, three feet high and two feet apart, extend 

 the whole length of the place. To these are nailed boards 



