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beautiful patches I have seen were in a Norfolk 

 garden that was large enough for the luxury of 

 growing such plants' in masses. A wide border 

 of the kitchen-garden was given up entirely to 

 Marjoram, two kinds of it growing side by side — 

 one with flowers of the usual tender pink, the 

 other with flowers that were white. This white 

 Marjoram is rarely seen in gardens ; possibly it was 

 a reversion to some wild form. I have never seen it 

 but that once, and cannot hear of it in other places. 

 Will it come true another year ? That is the in- 

 teresting question. We are glad that both kinds 

 were sketched for us while they were in bloom. 



One could not easily forget these lovely borders, 

 the unassuming charm of their soft colouring, the 

 dainty sweetness of their scent. Over them, in the 

 warm summer sunshine, brown bees were drowsily 

 humming, and sUken wings from flower to flower 

 were fluttering — from pink to white, and then to 

 pink again : 



' With light and butterfly the world did seem 

 To flicker and flit, 

 As if the Maker slept and in a dream 

 Imagined it.' 



This is the way to grow sweet Herbs if you 

 reaUy mean to enjoy them. Origanum is a word 



