THE WELL-CONSIDERED GARDEN 



not so red as Coquelicot, more perhaps on the 

 order of the fine Fernando Cortez than any phlox 

 with which I can compare it, is another immense 

 acquisition. This is also early, with a much larger 

 truss of bloom than Fernando Cortez. Standing 

 below groups of sea-holly {Eryngium amethystinum) 

 great masses of this would prove most telling. 



Of many other experiments and tryings-out 

 should I hke to write here: of Mr. Walsh's fine 

 rambler roses, notably Excelsa, which is in a fair 

 way to equal the popularity of Lady Gay; of 

 some new larkspurs, a small collection of colum- 

 bines, and another of hardy asters. I will only 

 add a word concerning the one sorrow of a trial 

 garden which has no cure. It is the loss of what 

 the good old Englishman without whom I should 

 be helpless is pleased to call "laybells." When 

 a "laybell" is gone, then is the garden world up- 

 side down ! All my bearings are lost; and I hate 

 the anonymous inhabitant, the creature without 

 identity, who has the effrontery to stand up and 

 bloom as though he were perfectly at home where 

 those who see him know him not ! 



