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PARK AND CEMETERY. 
HERBACEOUS PAEONIES. 
The magnificent showing made in the vicinity of 
St. Louis this spring by herbaceous Paeonies em- 
phasizes their value and that of herbaceous mater- 
ial in general. Paeonies alone, when grown in 
numbers and variety, give more than a 
month of bloom, and nothing excels 
them in effectiveness when well chosen 
varieties are properly massed. They 
furnish variety in form, colorand foliage, 
there being single, semi-double and very 
double flowers, in rich crimson, rose, 
deep pink, faint blush pink, salmon tints, 
mauve, and pure white besides the less 
desirable purple tones which, however, 
do not approach the faded magenta pur- 
ples seen in some flowers. And some 
of the blossoms equal in fragrance the 
sweetest roses — one bloom filling a 
house with perfume. 
The foliage of some, especially of the 
early varieties among both the single 
and double sorts, is of fine quality, and 
resembles both in form and coloring 
that of Dielytra spectabilis, known in 
old-fashioned gardens as Bleeding Heart, and is as 
unlike the more commonly seen type of Paeonia foli- 
age as are the fern-like leaves of P. tenuifolia. 
The colors, as far as I know them, are harmon- 
ious and suitable for use in mixed plantings, but the 
best effect is undoubtedly secured by either massing 
DOUBLE WHITE PZEONIES. 
the colors separately, or by so blending the light and 
dark colors by means of the many intermediate 
shades as to melt the deep tones gradually into the 
lightest. 
The different varieties of foliage, too, are ex- 
cellent in combination, and make a good appear- 
ance after the flowering season is over, much better 
in mixed plantings than when the heavier and 
coarser leaved kinds are grown alone. 
I this spring visited an old-time garden in 
which clumps of hardy flowering herbaceous peren- 
“AN OLD-TIME GARDEN.” 
nials, flowering shrubs, and trees, crowded each 
other for room, and vines ran in and out weaving 
unexpected arbors and depending in graceful drap- 
ery. Along the grass grown, dandelion studded, 
brick.walks, lovely anemone-flowered Paeonies were 
in full bloom, tight crimson balls glowed among 
the finely cut foliage of P. tenuifolia, delicate 
mauve semi-double flowers rose from pale, glau- 
cous leaves, and deeper colored ones bent under 
their own weight of crowded petals, while many 
others gave promise of a later harvest. Although 
other flowers were there the place seemed abloom 
with the Paeonies that stood like great bouquets on 
every hand. A satisfying garden and one that 
would have left the impression of an overflowing 
abundance of bloom had there been nothing but 
the Paeonies in it. Fanny Copley Seavey. 
AN IDEAL SPOT. 
In our village cemetery every lot is planted or 
neglected according to the taste and means of the 
owners. Thus one sees many graves that are un- 
cared for except for occasional cutting and trim- 
ming of the grass. These tell a sad story of cold 
affections, or of absence and forgetfulness. Often, 
however, in this old graveyard, such neglect means 
that the hand of death has spared none to perform 
the office of caretaker of the graves of a family. 
Generation after generation lie here side by side. 
Sometimes, in tangled luxuriance, one sees 
here old roses that are no longer offered by any 
