SOIL F.ACK FMOTECTIOH 



N the Spring I hear invariably the 

 same lamentation, the same regrets 

 for the loss of a few or many fine 

 plants, the same old obituary: ** Oh! 

 It was Winter-killed!" " Such a pity. 

 I'm so sorry, it was such a beauty," 

 " The mo^ lovely thing in my garden, how I'll 

 miss it," and similar bewailments. Perhaps I'm 

 mi^aken. Am 1? 



^ As a rule I hear the same of the survivors. They 

 are the ones that might have been Winter-killed 

 and we would not have missed them. None of us 

 would ever dream of leaving a bird in its pictur- 

 esque wicker, or Japanese cage, out in the cold all 



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