BEAUTIFUL GARDENS IN AMERICA 
you from their accustomed places on the borders of beds 
of flowers, and you will almost smile at them as at some 
old-time friend. Then you will see where some daring 
gardener has bordered the beds with Phlox or Snapdragon, 
and you will feel compelled to admire the result. 
“Never have I seen such Begonias. The flowers are 
like Camellias, and the colors exquisite. Shades of pale 
yellow to deep yellow, pale pink to deep pink, and the pure 
white. The Geraniums, too, grow to giant size, and seem 
to be ever-blooming. One really is tempted to feel the 
stalks of some of them before it can be believed that they 
are not two plants tied together. There was a Geranium 
in one of the small towns which filled the window of a 
store. 
“Many cabins have five or more baskets hanging from 
the eaves. Imagine gray log cabins with birch baskets 
filled with blue Lobelias; flame-colored Nasturtiums climb- 
ing to the roof, beds of velvet Pansies, borders of crimson 
Poppies leading to the gate, where golden California 
Poppies make way for you to pass, and beyond, the dis- 
tant Alaskan mountains, snow-covered and glistening in 
the sun. Imagine one cabin, and then think of streets of 
them; change your flower colors as you will, as a child 
changes his kaleidoscope, and you will have some idea of 
Alaska flower land.” * 
*From The Alaskan Churchman. 
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