FOREWORD 
O NCE again our homely nosegay of garden familiars greets 
you. We have faith to believe the plants herein discoursed 
of, will greet us, w^hen winter has had his fill. As I write, 
however. New Hampshire is experiencing afresh what the oldsters 
so fondly call an “old fashioned” winter. 
We cherish the old, we venerate the traditional, but forty odd 
days of below zero weather accompanied by snow drifts that flirt 
with the telephone wires have proved for us, ju^ a trifle too 
“old fashioned.” At least, you may rest assured that the plants 
offered are hardy, for we offer none in this list which we do not 
raise in our own fields, and they are presently undergoing their 
chilly baptism of hardihood. 
The innocent stratagems of the hardy plant lists once more 
beguile us; once more pluck up our spirits; once more our warm 
imaginations run forward to the fresh enchantment of another 
spring. This little home made Hortus of home grown and homely 
perennials spurns the affectations of wingy phrases. We spurn to 
speak of the “steadfast sedums,” and the “pinks of perfedlion;” 
we spurn the perfervid pictures of scarlet and gold. We rely solely 
upon the firm conviction that you do not like iron stags—that you 
are knowing in the ways of gardening, and we therefore have but 
ingenuously and honestly declared our own thoughts respecting our 
offerings, interspersed with such wise words of the ancient garden¬ 
ing fraternity, as seem to gratify the judicious. 
We shall be glad to serve you, and if perchance you shall 
desire to be served, you will find the terms and conditions of sale, 
and the schedule of prices on the last page of this portfolio. 
Sincerely yours, 
George S. Harris, 
The Terrace Gardens, 
Walpole, N. H. 
