A striking contrast. In the winter aspect of the ink berry (on the left) is actual revelry and enjoyment of the cold. The plants stand erect, and the foliage looks 
alive. How different it is with the Spanish bayonet, whose long, cold gray-green leaves, borne down and bent by snow and ice, seem to shiver and shrink 
red fruits here until Christmas. The 
children can play outdoors practically every 
day all winter without danger of being 
chilled by steady, biting winds, and from 
the library their mother can keep her eye 
on them all the time.” 
“H’m. I really believe Mrs. Hodgkins 
will approve of that,” I said. 
“Tf you want to do the handsome thing,” 
suggested the young lady, “‘you might let 
me make a grass plot of the left half of the 
playground, lower the other part and cement 
it so that the children won’t get damp feet. 
That would be an ‘extra’ for me and I’d 
have a chance to get even with you!” 
“We'll see about that. Meanwhile, what 
use have I got for a stable?” 
“Oh, you’ll want one some day, and I’ve 
placed it for you so you won’t need to buy a 
new lot or have it next to your dining room. 
You can’t see it from the drive because of 
that curve made by the poplars at ‘E.? The 
roof will be visible, but you’ll own a horse 
or a car some day and you'll want an attrac- 
tive addition to your group of home buildings 
instead of an eyesore.” 
“May be,?aIuy said... i: mi elad al esdongt 
have to pay for it now. But how about all 
these red-berried shrubs and winter attrac- 
tions. Aren’t you rather overdoing it? I 
don’t want to have an outdoor museum.” 
“That’s just it,’’ she exclaimed with some 
warmth. ‘I wouldn’t let you have it, if 
you gave me a thousand dollars! That’s 
where landscape art comes in and that’s 
just where the enthusiastic beginner who has 
a good idea let’s it run away with him. I’ve 
put in enough other trees and shrubs that 
are attractive in spring and summer to tone 
down the winter effect.” 
“One thing I forgot,”’ I added with some 
humility. ‘“‘Mrs. Hodgkins will certainly 
want some old-fashioned flowers.” 
“T’ve provided for such a_ possibility,” 
exclaimed this enterprising young woman. 
“T’ve left room for a border of perennials to 
the right of the sundial and in front of some 
shrubbery so that the flowers will show 
off against a good background. That isn’t 
in the bill.” 
‘“‘Well, let me have a week to think it over,” 
I said, and the young lady departed. 
My wife and I struggled hard to pick flaws 
in that plan and we did make a few trifling 
changes, as a matter of principle. 
I never dreamed that gardening is so 
expensive. Grading and fencing cost me a 
pretty penny. The plants cost about $350. 
One day I met one of the “big men” in 
landscape gardening at our club. He re- 
marked that it was impossible for a woman 
to be a good landscape gardener. So I 
handed out my plans, told him I’d paid 
this young lady $150, and asked how badly 
I had been bitten. 
“You got a good job mighty cheap!” he 
exclaimed. ‘‘I wouldn’t undertake a plan 
to harmonize all those original features in 
such small space for less than $500. 
I may not know the best way of employing 
a landscape gardener, but f believe I got every- 
thing I wanted remarkably cheap. 
An Outdoor Winter Garden—By Leonard Barron, ¥s% 
REVERIES OF A FIREWORSHIPPER AND BOOKLOVER WHO HAS NO CARES FOR GREENHOUSE WINTER FLOWERS—THE 
PLANTS THAT REFLECT THE SENTIMENTS OF THE SEASON, AND GIVE PLEASURE WITHOUT WORK OUTDOORS 
S FOR ME,” said Sydney Smith, in 
reply to some one who prated weakly 
about the joys of country living, ‘‘give 
me bad weather, a grate fire, and good 
company.” 
My sentiments exactly! The inside is 
much more to my fancy than the outdoors 
during the winter months. I can the most 
thoroughly enjoy the winter landscape, more 
especially when it is covered with snow, when 
I view it through a generous expanse of 
flawless plate glass window. 1 like it as a pic- 
ture, as something which emphasizes my 
actual comfort by the law of contrast; and the 
colder it is outside, the more happy do I feel 
inside. I would have my garden fitted to this 
mood. “Plant it out with evergreens, giving 
it some semblance of shelter?” ‘Oh dear 
no.”’ True, I would shield my house, but for 
the garden itself I would emphasize the 
wintry aspect, especially where I may re- 
gard it occasionally as I sit before my fire- 
place and when interest in my book flags. 
My ideal entrance drive is very different. 
Along it I would plant liberally of those 
dignified broad-leaved evergreens that do 
not look shiveringly cold in the winter. I 
would have banks and great masses of bright 
red-berried shrubs. Barberries, dogwoods, 
and viburnums would abound. I like color, 
especially in the winter time. Therefore the 
red-barked dogwood should have no little 
place with me. And I would deliberately 
plant many of these winterly-interesting 
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plants, for their own sakes simply, without 
the slightest regard for what they were or 
whence they came. 
TYPES OF WINTER EFFECTS 
The types of winter expression among 
plants I have roughly divided into these: 
One: The red-berried and red-barked 
shrubs that brighten the landscape if used 
in sufficient quantities. Two: Broad ever- 
green foliage, like the rhododendron and 
leucothoé, self-contained, majestic, enduring. 
Three: The conifers; gaunt and sombre ever- 
greens, whose only use is to keep off the worst 
of the cold winds and furnish a background 
for the cheerier conifers. Four: Plants that 
very plainly show the effects of cold, such as 
