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hedges. There is a screening belt of Japan Quin- 
ces that must be a glorious mass of color in the 
Spring; others of Barberry, now hung with heavy 
fringes of long, coral colored berries, so lovely! 
Again it is the graceful Indian currant, its slender, 
drooping sprays set closely in fall with round red 
berries that, while not as showy as some other or- 
namental fruits, are yet pleasing; and at all seasons 
this little shrub is good, because of its graceful 
habit, sweeping in wide curves quite to the ground 
on all sides. It is pretty either in hedges, belts, 
groups, or grown singly. In the south, this plant is 
known as Buck Bush, and a writer in a recent num- 
ber of Garden and Forest, says that the name is 
said to be due to the fondness of wild deer for its 
fruit. 
The fall color combinations at Graceland are 
endless. Dogwoods, (largely Cornus stolonifera 
and C. panienlata), show crimson against the 
brownish red of the Blue Beech, or Silver Poplar 
in their cool, gray-blue foliage; a Prickly Ash dra- 
ped with a wild grape is charming; clumps of gor- 
geous little Pepperidge trees are seen to the best 
advantage against the rich feathery green of Cut- 
leaf Alders — the latter being one of the most at- 
tractive trees I know, and appropriate in every way 
for use in small grounds. 
But if there was nothing else to make fall inter- 
esting in these grounds, the ornamental fruits 
would be enough. 
My favorite among the 'many fruiting trees and 
shrubs seen there this fall was a symmetrical Eng- 
lish White Oak, Qnercits pedunenlata, its small well 
shaped leaves as green as in June, and bearing a 
full crop of medium sized, exquisitely shaped acorns, 
on flexible stems, two or three inches in length — 
quite unlike any other oak I know, and a perfect 
beauty. 
The most showy among them was a fair sized 
Thorn Apple tree, heavily laden with fruit that is 
midway in size, shape, color and flavor between 
an ordinary Siberian Crab apple and a large hip of 
Rosa Rugosa — the fruit of which, if I am not mis- 
taken, is much darker in color than that of R. ru- 
gosa alba. The fruit, though edible, is of inferior 
quality. Then there were Buckthorns that bear in- 
conspicuous flowers, followed by smooth, round, 
and very black berries, thickly massed along 
the twigs; and one of the Dogwoods that bears 
cymes of white berries; and open groups of Sweet 
Briar starred all over with bright little hips after 
having blossomed, and shed refreshing perfume 
from every leaf since earliest spring. Sweet Briar 
is a surprising shrub, so frail and dainty, yet so 
hardy and trustworthy. 
Also there were white banks of Snowberries — 
the whitest, I believe, of all ornamental fruits; and 
its modest and always pleasing relative, the Indian 
Currant, with dark crimson berries rather dull in 
shade, but pretty nevertheless; and Sweet Viburn- 
um, V. Icntago, its fruits growing singly, each half 
an inch long, first green, then scarlet, and finally 
blue-black and covered with a glaucus bloom. 
These, too, are edible. And there were Barberries, 
A PEACEFUL GLADE. — GRACELAND CEMETERY, CHICAGO. 
