156 GARDEN GIVES ITS REWARD 
to look at his flowers at all, because those about the 
triangle will be so much finer. Joseph is very 
proud of having better sweet peas than any others 
in the neighbourhood, although his success must be 
only an accident. 
Every m.orning, while the dew is still on them, 
he picks a large bunch to carry over to Miss Wise- 
man. Some mornings this bunch is all white; on 
other days, it is solidly pink, green, or perhaps pur- 
ple. On the morning of the Fourth of July, which 
is now near, he will take three bunches, red, white 
and blue, tied into one. Miss Wiseman always 
invites a number of people to dine with her on that 
day, and she likes to have the national colours on 
the table. Timothy Pennell says he does not know 
of another plant that sends out flowers of these 
three, distinct colours with which to celebrate the 
Fourth. Perhaps I omitted to say that, in early 
June, Joseph again planted sweet peas along the 
side of the trellis, opposite to that on which he put 
them in March. We are thus hoping to have them 
with us for some time to come. 
Joseph and I are glad we bought larkspurs 
{delphiniums) and planted them among the fern- 
like meadow-rues. They are now beginning to 
bloom, and the effect that we anticipated is being 
more than realised. As I have already related, we 
chose only blue larkspurs, which now, as they lift 
their star-shaped flowers above the surrounding 
green, remind me somewhat of the sea. This 
