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must not pick their stalks of bloom for the sake 
of having flowers in the house. In the spring, 
when the little plants appear, he will transplant 
them to some place where they can grow as strong 
as they please. Having sown their seeds in the 
autumn, they will bloom a little even this first year, 
although the plants will not be very tall. Then, 
about the last of September, Joseph will again take 
them up, and put them in the places where he 
wishes them to appear at their best the following 
summer. When he sets the young plants out to 
grow, he will put them about six inches apart in a 
trench made rich by having had a layer of manure 
placed under the soil, and he will keep the earth 
about the roots quite moist. 
We have no canterbury-bells in our garden. 
They also are hardy biennials, and quite enchant- 
ing. We have admired them at Miss Wiseman’s 
and at Nestly Heights. Next spring Joseph will 
probably put a few of their seeds in the bed, and 
afterwards treat them in the same way that he does 
the foxgloves. It will not be much more trouble, 
he says, for him to raise both foxgloves and can- 
terbury-bells than it would be to grow one or the 
other of them alone. 
There is about these flowers a sweet, old-fashioned 
air that we like to see in our garden. I tell Joseph 
we must never try to make things appear as formal 
here as they do at Nestly Heights. 
To-day we are going to Mr. Hayden’s for 
