EPOCHS OF THE FORMAL GARDEN 



gardener say to its present position, waving its slender 

 stalks from the extremest corner of the bed? Every 

 week with string and stakes I tie it back, and every 

 week its delicate arms seem to stretch out more greedily 

 across the path. Through the long summer it looms 

 above the fringed stokesia and blue lobelia until rosy 

 lilies spring to keep it company and anemones o'ertop 

 it and dahlias form a compact screen behind it. 



When we cut down the clump of elms within the 

 northern border, the plants beneath its spreading 

 branches responded so quickly to the sun's hot rays 

 that instead of remaining a low proper growth of ten 

 inches or so, they ran riot in all directions. The frail, 

 ladylike African daisy became fairly intoxicated with 

 her liberty; she grew from ten inches to more than two 

 feet, lopping against her neighbors and sprawling over 

 the bricks in really a disgraceful fashion. Gentle 

 persuasion having failed to guide her back into the 

 path of rectitude, we were obliged to part company. 

 The cockscomb, too, flaunted its gorgeous banners, 

 orange, claret, and crimson, three feet above the earth 



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