THE GARDEN BOOK FOR 
YOUNG PEOPLE 
CHAPTER I 
THE DECISION 
F or some time Joseph and I had thought that 
we should like to have a garden. Not until 
we inherited the homestead of a great-aunt, how- 
ever, did we regard our desire with seriousness. 
Then the first decision we were obliged to make 
was whether our garden should be of vegetables or 
of flowers. 
The square brick house into which we moved, 
while March was trying to make us believe it was 
still winter, stood in the suburb of Nestly, a pretty 
place, and readily accessible to the city by railway, 
trolleys and automobiles. It was a suburb where 
many people lived, and had lost, therefore, the rural 
charm it possessed in Revolutionary days, when 
our great-aunt’s home had been one of the three 
