Old Time Gardens 
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crowning indignity. The grass grew green over the 
empty holes by the doorside, but he never forgave 
her, and they never spoke to each other save in 
direst necessity, and then in fewest words. Yet 
they were not wicked folk. She cared for his father 
and mother in the last years of their life with a 
devotion that was fairly pathetic when it was seen, 
that the old man was untidy to a degree, and abso- 
lutely oblivious of all her orderly ways and wishes. 
At their death he sent for and “ homed,” as the 
expression ran, a brother of hers who was almost 
blind, and paid the expenses of her nephew through 
college — but he died unforgiving ; the sight of that 
beloved Southernwood — in the pigpen — forever 
killed his affection. 
