GARDENS OF WELL-KNOWN PEOPLE 
stately with pergolas and marble pools; but none among 
them handed over to alien builders, any more than the 
houses were furnished by an interior decorator. 
There is Maxfield Parrish’s garden, partly inclosed 
in white walls and dominated by splendid oaks, a gar¬ 
den that is hardly more than a wide walk bordered by 
snowy spiraea and leading to the loggia, with a few vivid 
beds whose fragrance blows into the windows; a place 
more like a handful of exquisitely arranged flowers in 
a stone vase, augmenting the home feeling and home 
loveliness, than something apart and important in itself. 
The house is admirably suited to its situation and the 
placing of the trees and its hill view are true portions 
of its garden. 
Rose Standish Nichols, on the other hand, has a 
garden complete in itself, separated from the house by 
a grass-grown terrace, and inclosed within a rough 
stone wall, low and broad. The paths cross each other 
symmetrically, meeting in the center at a clear circular 
pool, over which an apple-tree spreads its twisted boughs, 
an old tree dating before the “ first resident” among 
all the artist colony. The beds are long, bordered with 
grass, and the color scheme is enchanting, changing 
with the changing seasons, but harmonious always, 
daring, too, as nature herself is daring. A certain care¬ 
less, joyful effect in the planting, in the arrangement of 
the shrubs, the use of fruit-trees, and the irregularity of 
the gray old slabs that make the wall, mitigate what in 
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