September 4.] 
THE COTTAGE GARDENER. 
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air must also be given every day, and night too, 
when sufficiently mild. In the southern counties, these 
ilowers will bloom exceedingly fine in the open air, 
especially if planted against a wall. We saw, last au¬ 
tumn, in a garden belonging to the celebrated Mr. Tat- 
tersal, near St. George’s Hospital, Hyde Park Corner, 
several walls, from four to five feet high, completely 
covered with Chrysanthemums, and exceedingly well- 
flowered. This example may, with good effect, be imi¬ 
tated, for it seems that this plant will bear the smoke of 
a large city or town better than many others. As a 
matter of course, if intended for exhibition purposes, 
they must be grown in pots, even in the warmest county 
in England. T. Appleby. 
THE KITCHEN-GARDEN. 
Angelica sown, in drills, in the end of July or begin¬ 
ning of August, should be thinned in due season, and all 
gaps filled up by transplanting; if sown in a bed, the 
plants should be carefully lifted, and planted on a well- 
prepared piece of ground, in rows four feet apart and 
two feet from plant to plant in the rows : a very few 
plants well managed, by frequent surface-stirrings and 
the application of liquid manure, will produce a suffi¬ 
ciency for the use of a large family. 
Globe Artichokes —the stalks and old leaves should be 
cleared from those which have been producing all the 
summer, and the growth of suckers encouraged; the 
spring-planted, which will now be producing their 
heads, should be supplied with liberal soakings of liquid 
manure. Any old plantations not likely to be required 
next year, it would be advisable, of course, to grub up 
at once, trenching the ground into sloping banks for 
planting early Cabbage, Lettuce, Endive, or Cauliflower 
Plants. 
Basil and Sweet Marjoram should be pulled for 
drying as soon as in bloom. 
Cabbage Plants of all ages and sizes should be pricked 
and planted out as soon as they are large enough, and 
the ground is in readiness for them, keeping the surface- 
soil well scarified in suitable weather. As to weeding, 
which we so often observe recommended in garden 
calendars, we detest the sound of the word, knowing so 
well, by many years practice, that even allowing a weed 
to make its appearance is a decided robbery in more 
ways than one, for not only do the weeds take up part 
of the nutriment of the soil, but, if allowed to grow to 
any size amongst dwarf growing crops, they prevent 
a free circulation of the atmosphere, so essential both 
to root and stem, to say nothing of the time wasted 
in clearing or hoeing weedy crops, or the unsightly, 
neglectful appearance that weeds have when growing 
amongst them. We are far from recommending an 
attempt for the entire extermination of weeds from the 
soil, as we well know all things are sent for use, and 
that all may be turned to good account; but let them 
be kept away from gardens and crops, and let those who 
are fond of our British plants spare a corner to cultivate 
a few of each separately. 
Commence planting Endive, on nicely-made sloping 
banks, also tall autumn and winter Lettuce. Sow 
Radishes, a few and often, also Small Salading. Nor¬ 
mandy Cress may now be sown to stand the winter. 
Tomatoes, keep well topped in; do not allow any leading 
or side shoots the opportunity of robbing the fruit; 
gather the last setting of small green fruit for pickling, 
for which they are well adapted, and as the season is 
getting late they are not likely to ripen. Care should 
now be taken with late Cucumbers and Melons, not to 
apply water in too great abundance; air early of a 
morning, and shut up early in the afternoon. 
James Barnes. 
MISCELLANEOUS INFORMATION. 
OUR VILLAGERS. 
By the Authoress of “My Flowers&c. 
We sometimes meet with rather romantic incidents 
among “the short and simple annals of the poor;” circum¬ 
stances that would interest us deeply if they took place 
among the elegant and educated, but which pass unknown, 
or scarcely noticed, when the subjects are poor, and wretched, 
and uncared for. 
Yet amid all their unostentatious romance, there is a 
powerful voice that rings even in “ears polite,” if they are 
not stubbornly closed against it, a “ word of exhortation,” to 
which it would be well if we took heed. If we gave part of 
our attention to the humble population around us, we should 
have the power of doing much—particularly if blessed with 
“this world’s good”—of softening much of the sorrow 
which is the heritage of fallen man, and we might ourselves 
be greatly profited. We should see many things that would 
strongly interest our hearts, and we might gain instruction 
that would be of far more value than all the gifts our hands 
could bestow on others. 
A lady, who formerly resided in our parish, largely ex- 
I perienced this. She had a heart, and a purse; and her 
delight was to go among the poor and friendless. She had 
carriages, and horses, and servants, and luxuries; but she was 
never so happy as when wrapped up in her country cloak, 
and, mounted upon pattens, she defied all weather, and 
made her almost daily tour among the cottages. She had 
ample scope. Her pretty residence stood so close to the 
neighbouring parish, which was a very large and poor one, 
and in which only one gentleman’s family lived, that Mrs. 
B--considered herself engaged to assist all who stood in 
need, without restricting herself to person or place. 
Soon after Mrs. B-—— took up her residence amongst us, 
! her attention was drawn to an object that would have dis- 
| gusted some fine ladies, but which greatly interested her. 
I It was an old decrepid woman, whom she saw creeping 
! about the hedges and ditches, covered up with an old gray 
cloak, and the tattered remnants of a bonnet, which was so 
! placed on her head that the brim rested on her breast, and 
I nothing was seen of her head and face, except the crown of 
a very dirty cap, which stood out just above the collar of her 
cloak. She was usually picking up sticks, and groping in 
heaps of dirt and ashes, and her apron was filled with some 
miserable treasure as dirty as herself. 
Mrs. B-inquired about her, but no one knew anything 
to tell. She had no house—no home, and was only seen 
poking about, neither noticing, or being noticed; no one 
looked after her temporal good, and “no man cared for her 
soul.” Mrs. B-waited for no further information. 
Poor old Sally at last heard the voice of kindness, as she 
groped in her accustomed haunts; and her head was raised I 
for a few minutes to reply. In a short time Mrs. B- 
learned the particulars of her little history, and they were j 
afterwards fully confirmed. She had once been young, and 
handsome, and happy, and by no means in the lowest rank 
of life. She was, in fact, an apprentice to some humble 
country milliner, and her knowledge of forming artificial 
flowers was in after years of some advantage to her. She 
was left at an early age with one son, whom she contrived to 
support, for her friends had deserted her, until he was old 
enough to gain his own bread, and then he left her and 
went to sea. For years she heard nothing of him—long and 
weary years; during which time wandering and wretched 
habits of life grew upon her, until she became the bent- 
down, dirty, forsaken being I remember her. 
The outward appearance of poor old Sally improved under 
