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December, 191-t 



THE GARDEN MAGAZINE 



163 



at hand does not so much matter — that it 

 depends on the way the thing is done — 

 like the French milliner who can make a 

 chic hat out of artistic sense and a yard of 

 ribbon. 



The individuality with which the com- 

 monest and most abused plants and trees 

 are grouped and the manner of disposal 

 makes a garden far more interesting to my 

 mind than a place where the individual note 

 is not found. 



The previous article referred to was 

 illustrated by a photograph of my family 

 place — it had taken more than two hundred 

 years to get the background, and Mr. 

 Miller then described it as "a garden that 

 had found itself." It had! And now I 

 submit these photographs of our new place 

 — three years old — a garden of quick 

 results. 



the House Was Begun. Not a Shrub, Tree or Other Plant Was There at that Time 



