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cellar, which I must do the previous owner the justice 

 to say, has been capitally arranged. 



" I don't want such a great array of fences ; I 

 don't want a labyrinth of walks ; I don't want my 

 garden so near the street as that chance passers-by 

 shall see me in my shirt sleeves and hail me with : 

 Hello ! Squire, what you goin' to ask a peck for them 

 pa'snips ? ' 



" I do want a little of good elbow-room about the 

 house and entrance, as if I were not in momentary 

 fear of an incursion of pigs from the back yard ; I do 

 want a garden of somewhat larger area, where I can 

 grub away at my will ; and if you draw me a plan, 

 put at least a fourth of the whole land into herbs and 

 garden stuff. I want the view kept of the village 

 spire, and the background of sea, and some lounging 

 place from which I may look upon it at my leisure. 

 I want a poultry-yard of such dimensions that I may 

 count upon a fresh egg every day to my breakfast ; I 

 want provision for a salad on Easter Sunday ; and if 

 you could contrive me some cheap fashion of a cold 

 grapery to try my hand upon, I should be thankful ; 

 only let it be so situated that I may (if grapes fail) 

 turn it into a winter room for my hens. I want you 

 to tell me what I can do with the rock I must blast 

 away from the edge in the corner of the potatoe- 

 patch. I want something I may call a lawn to 



