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ing garden that will always be in common ; the 

 lawns and walks and arbors and shady nooks 

 and flowering shrubs and graceful trees, and, 

 above all, the flowers, the early and late, tall 

 and short, bright and somber in color, suited to 

 the season and space and so correlated that 

 they seem to grow out of each other most natu- 

 rally. Art must combine with nature and put 

 things at their best and avoid artificiality. 



The hedge was another feature of the old 

 English garden and is yet a favorite. It is not 

 a fence and yet it is, ornamental and useful 

 when of the best material and rightly kept. It 

 is always rich in suggestions, for there is so 

 much of it and in it, tangled yet trimmed, a 

 thicket and yet poetic, a protection from just 

 what a garden needs protection. It breaks the 

 line of vision, environs you and yours with an 

 extra personal sanctity and seclusion, it defines 

 ownership by marking boundaries and makes 

 your little world extremely dear to your thought 

 and care. In America few people understand 

 the charm of an inclosed garden. We have 

 run mad in trying to destroy reasonable boun- 

 daries between our own and our neighbors' 

 grounds. A high fence is ugly no matter what 

 its pattern, but the hedge fits into our needs 

 and so we keep it and our garden grows friend- 



