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only a few yards across, was laid out with a square 

 bed in tlie middle, and a little path round, then a 

 three-feet-wide border next the wall, all edged with 

 rather tall-grown Box. The middle bed had garden 

 Roses and Carnations, and Mignonette and Stocks. 

 All round were well-chosen plants and shrubs, looking 

 well and happy, though in a confined and rather airless 

 space. Every square foot had been made the most 

 of with the utmost ingenuity, but the ingenuity was 

 always directed by good taste, so that nothing looked 

 crowded or out of place. 



And I think of two other gardens of restricted 

 space, both long strips of ground walled at the sides, 

 whose owners I am thankful to count among my 

 friends — one in the favoured climate of the Isle 

 of Wight, a little garden where I suppose there are 

 more rare and beautiful plants brought together within 

 a small space than perhaps in any other garden of 

 the same size in England; the other in a cathedral 

 town, now a memory only, for the master of what was 

 one of the most beautiful gardens I have ever seen 

 now lives elsewhere. The garden was long in shape, 

 and divided about midway by a wall. The divisijon 

 next the house was a quiet lawn, with a mulberry 

 tree and a few mounded borders near the sides that 

 were unobstrusive, and in no way spoilt the quiet 

 feeling of the lawn space. Then a doorway in the 

 dividing waU led to a straight path with a double 

 flower border, I suppose there was a vegetable garden 



