AS FANCY FLIES 67 



This is truly a pretty fancy, and reason enough to in- 

 vite our sculptor friend to shape two obelisks, works of 

 art, to serve as heliotropes, one for winter and one for 

 summer, giving pleasure to those delightful souls who 

 never cease to wonder at the course of the sun. "The 

 erection of the former," writes White, "should, if pos- 

 sible, be placed within sight of some window in the com- 

 mon sitting parlor, because men in the dead season of 

 the year are usually within doors at the close of the day ; 

 while that for the latter might be fixed for any given spot 

 in the garden, when the owner might contemplate, on a 

 fine summer's evening, the utmost extent that the sun 

 makes to the northward at the season of the longest days." 



And in the same garden, let us add, let there be a 

 rustic seat or two, beneath a sweet-smelling shrub, and 

 within hearing of running water. 



There is room for a sundial in the smallest garden, as 

 it takes but little space, and honeysuckle or roses may 

 embower it if one does not care for the clinging ivy. The 

 creeping shadow on its face seems to link the effulgent 

 glory of supernal day with the sunshine in our own little 

 plot, and the passing hours glide away more sweetly 

 when vanishing in silence. 



A vast expanse of lawn is a dreary place without some 

 note of play an eye-trap, as it were, to catch the mind 

 in nets of beauty or pleasure-faring thought. A circle of 

 daisies will change such a lawn to a fairyland, a bird 



