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those shrubs we grow not so much for their flowers 

 as for their fruit. Of these, our present favorite 

 is the "snowberry," which is well named; for its 

 lovely white-berried branches hang as if weighted 

 down with snow. Some of the cornuses and 

 viburnums are now in showy fruit, in a corner of the 

 older shrubs; and when I have sufficiently profited 

 by the Arnold Arboretum bulletins, I can have a 

 much finer summer and fall berry show.* 



The hardy chrysanthemums that began their 

 showing in October complete it in early November, 

 and then the flowers hang long, despite frosts, 

 unless there happens what came one November 

 second Sunday. A warm rain was followed imme- 

 diately by a bitter wind bearing on its breath a tem- 

 perature of twenty -two degrees, which simply froze 

 in the 'mums and everything else, encasing the 

 flowers in solid ice. But that was only once, and it 

 is good garden philosophy to run chances in Novem- 

 ber. I remember visiting the little village of Cash- 

 town, in this state, to inquire about the chrysan- 

 themum ways of it — ^for 'mum-growing is there a 

 village function, and they "do" the flowers as well 

 as the city florists, selling them to sustain the civic- 



*As I have ho frequently in these pages referred to the Arnold Arboretum 

 bulletins, I think I ought here to say that anyone may have them who 

 addresses that institution at Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts, sending along 

 one dollar for the season's issues. 



