SEPTEMBER 123 



at their base, showing the power of the wind to twist 

 their heads, and giving •warning of a corresponding 

 disturbance of the tender roots. There is nothing to 

 be done but to look round carefully and search out all 

 disasters and repair them as well as may be, and to 

 sweep up the wreckage and rubbish, and try to forget 

 the rough weather, and enjoy the calm beauty of the 

 better days that follow, and hope that it may be long 

 before such another angry storm is sent. And indeed 

 a few quiet days of sunshLae and mild temperature 

 work wonders. In a week one would hardly know that 

 the garden had been so cruelly torn about. Fresh 

 flowers take the place of bruised ones, and wholesome 

 young growths prove the enduring vitality of vegetable 

 life. Still we cannot help feeliag, towards the end of 

 September, that the flower year is nearly at an end, 

 though the end is a gorgeous one, with its strong 

 yellow masses of the later perennial Sunflowers and 

 Marigolds, Goldenrod, and a few belated Gladioli ; the 

 brilliant foliage of Virginian Creepers, the leaf-painting 

 of Vifis CoigneticB, and the strong crimson of the 

 Claret Vine. 



The Water-elder {Viburnum Opulus) now makes a 

 brave show in the edge of the copse. It is without 

 doubt the most beautiful berry-bearing shrub of mid- 

 September. The fruit hangs in ample clusters from 

 the point of every branch and every lateral twig; in 

 colour like the brightest of red currants, but with a 

 translucent lustre that gives each separate berry a 



