20 Gardening Under Glass 



fragrant Eden-spot from the snow-filled world, 

 sparkling cold even in the noon sun, then I 

 marvelled how any one who loved flowers, the 

 touch of plants, and the fragrance of fresh earth 

 could get along without an all-year-round 

 garden. 



And I wonder yet. 



What I Greiv in My First Greer^house 



In that Httle "two-by-four" glass garden I 

 grew — about everything, I was going to say. 

 But of course I didn't have American Beauty 

 Roses, Farleyense Ferns, nor Orchids; but I did 

 have Geraniums, Heliotrope, Daisies, and a 

 dozen varieties of Begonia. Then there were 

 Carnations in pots, several kinds of Ferns, some 

 of the hardier Palms; a few good old-fashioned 

 Fuchsias; a big Flowering Maple acquired at 

 an auction sale; and a Lemon tree that the scale 

 got the best of because I didn't know what to do 

 for it. There was Lantana, of repelling odor, 

 but kept for its cheery little rosettes of color; 

 Tradescentia, that took possession of all the 

 ground under the benches. German Ivy that 

 wanted to run all over the place, smothering 

 everything else. Asparagus plumosus, with its 

 wonderful green lacery; Oxalis and Ice Plant 

 blooming their heads off in the hanging baskets 



