Old Flower Favorites 
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from it to our Roses. I recall well these little plant 
insects, for I was very fond of picking the tubes of 
the Honeysuckle for the drop of pure honey within, 
and I had to abandon reluctantly the sweet morsels. 
We have in our garden, and it is shown on the 
succeeding page, a vine which we carefully cherished 
in seedlings from year to year, and took much pride 
in. It came to us with the Ambrosia from the 
Walpole garden. It was not common in gardens 
in our neighborhood, and I always looked upon it 
as something very choice, and even rare, as it cer- 
tainly was something very dainty and pretty. We 
called it Virgin's-bower. When I went out into 
the world I found that it was not rare, that it grew 
wild from Connecticut to the far West; that it was 
Climbing Fumitory, or Mountain Fringe, Adlumia. 
When Mrs. Margaret Deland asked if we had 
Alleghany Vine in our garden, I told her I had 
never seen it, when all the while it was our own 
dear Virgin's-bower. It doesn't seem hardy enough 
to be a wild thing ; how could it make its way against 
the fierce vines and thorns of the forest when it 
hasn't a bit of woodiness in its stems and its leaves 
and flowers are so tender ! I cannot think any gar- 
den perfect without it, no matter what else is there, 
for its delicate green Rue-like leaves lie so gracefully 
on stone or brick walls, or on fences, and it trails its 
slender tendrils so lightly over dull shrubs that are 
out of flower, beautifying them afresh with an alien 
bloom of delicate little pinkish blossoms like tiny 
Bleeding-hearts. 
Another old favorite was the Balloon-vine, some- 
