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THE HOME GARDEN. 
are alike the poor man’s flowers and the poet’s pets. Mil- 
ton writes of the “glowing violet/’ which is something 
of a puzzle, as is also Shakespeare’s “ violets dim,” unless 
both are explained by “the contrast of the colder blue 
tints of the dog-violet w T ith the purple of the scented kind, 
a purple which catches the eye in a dim, uncertain way 
known to all violet seekers when the flower lies half hid¬ 
den among herbage, so that we doubt whether we have 
really discovered one or not.” 
Ben Jonson calls the white lily “the plant and flower 
of light” ; according to Leigh Hunt, this is because of its 
snowy whiteness, also because “there is a golden dawn 
issuing out of the white lily in the rich yellow of the sta¬ 
mens,” and “that silvery glistening of the petals which 
makes them seem almost to shine with a light of their 
own.” 
It must be remembered that there are two distinct ob¬ 
jects in gardening, which can scarcely be carried out har- 
mpniously in the same plot; one is to have continuous 
masses of bloom for a show-garden, the other is to raise 
flowers for cutting, both to glorify one’s own house and 
to send portions to those for whom no such provision is 
made. One garden is to be looked at like a picture or 
wax-flowers under glass, while the other is for human 
nature’s daily food. All sweet possibilities are there, and 
perchance, in some shady, green-arched path, more than 
one lover has received a rose from the hand of his Cori- 
sande. Some one suggests that these two objects can both 
be carried out at once, by devoting a space in some out-of- 
the-way corner to the one purpose of raising flowers for 
cutting. An amateur gardener accidentally accomplished 
it by sowing in such a spot a quantity of seeds that had be¬ 
come hopelessly mixed ; and the “wild corner,” as it was 
called, could always be depended on for bouquets through 
the entire season. 
