A Window in Arcady 
the fox grape, the musky fragrance of whose ripening 
clusters fills the dells of late August and when first per¬ 
ceived startles you with thoughts of autumn’s nearness. 
This is the wild stock of the Concord, Catawba and 
Isabella varieties of our markets. Did you ever notice 
that the flower of the grape does not expand? At ma¬ 
turity the corolla loosens at the base, and, stubbornly 
refusing to open its mouth, is pushed bodily off by the 
force of the growing stamens. 
June 20. —One of the most charming of our wild vines 
is the coral or trumpet honeysuckle, which grows in rich 
woodlands and on shady roadside banks. Its trumpet¬ 
shaped flowers, scarlet without and yellow within, may 
be found in bloom now and make one think of Tennyson’s 
“horns of Elfland faintly blowing.” An interesting fea¬ 
ture of this plant is that the upper pair of leaves is com¬ 
pletely welded together at the base, so as to form a sort 
of platform around the stem, above which the clustered 
flowers appear. This peculiar leaf structure is common 
to several species of honeysuckle, but is not a character¬ 
istic of the Japanese woodbine so frequent in American 
gardens. The latter species, by the way, is now so thor¬ 
oughly established as a wild vine that it may be classed 
as a naturalized American. So pertinacious is it in stak¬ 
ing out its claims on Uncle Sam’s great homestead and so 
densely does it grow in some places that it has even been 
known to overcome and smother the life out of poison 
ivy—a record which entitles the doughty plant to hon¬ 
orable mention. 
The honeysuckle and the climbing rose appear to divide 
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