The garden should be, not merely a picture 



THE GARDEN ,, 11- u u r *u u 



to look at and admire, but a home tor the beau- 

 tiful living things. If flowers have, as I believe, 

 a language of their own, we want to be on 

 familiar terms. We want to get close to them 

 where we can bend the ear to hear their tones. 

 I like, when I walk in my garden, to find my 

 friends in the familiar places; a quiet, shady 

 spot here, a little nook there, where each sweet 

 face looks up to me as if they knew as well as I 

 some fine secret not to be told aloud, but 

 learned by such as love the gentle flowers. 



It must be evident that the garden, the real, 

 the satisfying garden, cannot be made to order. 

 It must grow. Not only must the plants and 

 trees grow, but the garden as a garden must 

 gradually take on character as the soul of its 

 owner and maker gives expression to the senti- 

 ment which inspires his work. I have said " its 

 owner and maker," for in the end one must 

 make his own garden. 



I value greatly the work of the real land- 

 scape architect. He can do for us what most of 



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