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mine to purplish lavender, the same colours appear- 

 ing as eyes in the white varieties. 



Yet even where scarlet and magenta almost meet, the 

 antagonism is averted and turned to barbaric splen- 

 dour by the groups of glowing golden rudbeckia 

 that combines in its blooms the richest of sun- 

 flower colour, with Dahlia solidity, and the long 

 stems of specimen chrysanthemums. \ 



The auratum lilies planted last November are 

 coming forward finely. They were grouped mainly 

 in the bulb beds below the study windows, where 

 they came the earliest in bloom. But for an ex- 

 periment I scattered a couple of dozen bulbs at 

 random, through the beds of the long walk, and 

 the effect of the great golden-banded, ruby-spotted 

 flowers is magical, giving depth of focus to the 

 maze of phlox, as well as the thrill of oriental 

 suggestion that the lily and iris tribes always 

 bring with them. In an old-fashioned garden 

 such as mine, this result must be by suggestion 

 only ; for if it is allowed to dominate, it becomes 

 incongruous, and would wholly denationalize the 

 garden. This is why Evan bars palms, caladiums, 

 castor beans, and all such growths, only allowing 

 the graceful eulalias as an equivalent of the humbler 

 old-time ribbon grass. 



