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Iildi^eT\ou^ Vii\e^. 



Vines are my favorites. No grounds are complete 

 without them. Nature never plants a park without 

 interspersing it with vines. There is a peculiar grace 

 and beauty — a charm about vines, that pertains to 

 nothing else. They are the poetry of the forest, the 

 emblem of affection, the companion of love. In her 

 distribution of them nature has not forgotten us. Let 

 us not forget them. 



The Ampleopsis quinquifolia — Virginia Creeper, is a 

 woody vine of vigorous growth, climbing to the tops 

 of our highest trees. It will cover the side of a brick 

 or stone house, clinging to the walls by its tendrils, 

 which do not penetrate them but adhere tg the surface 

 by little discs, on atmospheric principles, just as a tree 

 frog holds to a tree. They become so firmly fastened 

 they will break before they loosen their hold. It has 

 five leaflets, and may thus be distinguished from the 

 Poison Ivy, which has but three. It is well suited for 

 covering large arbors. 



The common wild grape vine, though worthless 

 for fruit, makes a good coveriug for arbors. It is bet- 

 ter for this purpose than the tame grape, because it is 

 more hardy and grows more rapidly. This and the 

 Ampleopsis belong to the same family. 



The Tecoma radicans — Trumpet Creeper, Trumpet 

 Flower, is a beautiful woody vine, very hardy, a rapid 

 grower, with pinnate leaves, leaflets five to eleven, 

 flowers two to three inches long, orange and scarlet, 

 very showy. This vine may be trained into any shape 

 that is desired. It will grow almost anywhere. 'It 

 merits more attention than it has received. Hundreds 

 .of them may be obtained in the river bottom. 



