indoors well " moistened " (through and through) 

 I came upon an old scrap book of poems gathered 

 together some years ago, and found this from 

 Ford and Decker's "Sun's Darling": 



" Between the cheek-parch'd summer, and th' extremes 

 Of winter's tedious fro^; nay, in myself 

 I do contain another turning spring. 

 Surety of health, prosperity of life 

 Belongs to autumn." 



^ So, like Howe, 1 say that instead of Autumn 

 (you '11 pardon me, shade of Mr. Bryant!) being 

 the sadde^ time of the year it is indeed, so far 

 as we garden lovers are concerned, the happie^ 

 time of the year. It is filled with the happie^ 

 promise, the lovelier anticipations, the keened 

 interest. For, if you will but ^op and think 

 about it. Autumn in^ead of being the end of 

 the garden year is as a matter of fadt its very 

 beginning. Don't you realize that it is? 

 ^^It is now that we are ordering the desired new 

 varieties to bloom for us next year, and we are 

 busily occupied planting seeds and plants, mak- 

 ing divisions, transplanting bulbs and roots, trees 

 and flowering shrubs, making all these prepar- 

 ations for the beauty of next Summer's garden. 



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