4 
The Young Gardener . 
already, but I cannot believe my three young 
friends are right when they say “please go on, and 
never mind describing what the garden is ; we 
only want, you know, to know just what to do 
with it.” No, before I begin I will describe what 
gardens may be made like. 
One of our gardens was a long narrow border, 
with a gravel walk all along, and that was edged 
with Box, which did not answer nicely because we 
were always treading on it. 
Another time we had a round bed on the lawn, 
and that was nice, because little round beds hold a 
great many flowers ; and again I remember having 
a three-cornered bed, with a little hedge of pale 
pink Roses round it — such early Roses they were too 
— and my sister and I used to have to kneel down 
quite close on the grass to smell them; and there was 
a bed of Roses close by full of sweet white Lilies ; 
and another too, with great large purple Violets, 
growing close all round. One early spring, when 
I was a little girl, I had the scarlet fever, and the 
first day I was better and they carried me to the 
window, what should I see but quite a mat of 
purple — the Violets all in blossom ; for I had been 
so ill, no one had .been there to gather them ! 
very soon indeed I coaxed a housemaid to make a 
