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HERE was a Ross-shire 

 garden we had known and 

 loved many years ago, 

 that may be in much as 

 unlike our present one as 

 Scotland is to Italy, yet 

 was in its laying out not 

 unsimilar, and might give 

 us a theme, as it were, on which to write in 

 flowers our garden story. With the old castle 

 wall to the north, and the ground sloping to the 

 south, it was divided and protected from cold 



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