BY THE POOR. 
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self are compelled to live in cities, — “ I have, 
with great pleasure and with greater profit, read 
your work on plants in closed cases, and have 
now outside my sitting-room window a Lilliputian 
landscape, entirely through reading that work, 
obtained hy enclosing a space with glass. In this 
case, which has no sun upon it at this time of the 
year until near two p.m. and gradually coming on 
later until it will not he visited for some months 
hy that luminary, I have a variety of ferns, 
wood-sorrel and many other wild plants, which 
many persons here very much admire, wondering 
how I could keep them alive without air. All 
the back of my premises and close to my cases 
are some blacksmiths’ forges, and a great deal of 
smoke pouring from a bake-house chimney. I 
am quite certain that if I admitted the air of the 
yard, my present green-house would soon he a 
black-house. In conclusion, let me say, that if 
at any time my services will he of use to you, 
they will he most readily at your command, 
having been from a hoy exceedingly fond of 
growing anything in the earth ; for I well recol- 
lect when a row of chick-weed against a wall 
which bordered our yard was to me as great a 
delight as a new fuchsia or a purple nasturtion 
would he to an amateur of the present day, and 
when, after having sown some barley in a space of 
