Old Time Gardens 
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twenty-four years those killed at this memorable 
encounter. If anything could cement still more 
closely the affections of the English and American 
peoples, it would be the sight of the tenderly shel- 
tered graves of British soldiers in America, such as 
these at Drumthwacket and other historic fields 
on our Eastern coast. At Concord how faithfully 
stand the sentinel pines over the British dead of the 
Battle of Concord, who thus repose, shut out from 
the tread of heedless feet yet ever present for the 
care and thought of Concord people. 
We have older Italian gardens. Some of them are 
of great loveliness, among them the unique and 
dignified garden of Hollis H. Hunnewell, Esq., 
but many of the newer ones, even in their few sum- 
mers, have become of surprising grace and beauty, 
and their exquisite promise causes a glow of delight 
to every garden lover. I have often tried to analyze 
and account for the great charm of a formal garden, to 
one who loves so well the unrestrained and lavished 
blossoming of a flower border crowded with nature- 
arranged and disarranged blooms. A chance sen- 
tence in the letter of a flower-loving friend, one 
whose refined taste is an inherent portion of her 
nature, runs thus : — 
U I have the same love, the same sense of perfect satis- 
faction, in the old formal garden that I have in the sonnet 
in poetry, in the Greek drama as contrasted with the mod- 
ern drama ; something within me is ever drawn toward 
that which is restrained and classic.” 
