House and Garden 
THE FRONT OF THE HOUSE SHOWING WINGS AND OLD SUN-DIAL 
the’Aimple blossoms first planted aeons ago. This 
flower garden forms an irregular circle outlined by 
a thick box border; the beds, some round, some 
oblong, and none claiming more than a few square 
feet, are grouped closely and carelessly together, each 
walled in by miniature hedges of square topped box 
scarce fifteen inches high. In and out among them 
one may wander, appreciating in place of angles a 
charmingly artistic lack of formality. No new 
flowers ever supplant the modest old ones, and each 
bed knows always just one kind; in this may grow 
only vari-colored verbenas, and in that the golden 
marigold blooms triumphant. Then come meek 
gillyflowers or scarlet poppies, pink sweet-william 
and blue eyed larkspur; inquisitive heartsease or 
stiff wallflowers, gorgeous hollyhocks and shrinking 
lavender; columbines, phlox and meadowsweet. 
And to itself, in one corner is the sheltered spot 
where lilies-of-the-valley and daffodils thrive and 
narcissus and violets reign supreme. The effect is 
that of a huge bouquet, with green box dividing 
bright color from color. 
And far from the least interesting feature of 
“Wye” is the old graveyard which runs across the 
foot of the garden, the most remarkable of all family 
burying grounds in Maryland, in fact without its 
equal in the country. In proportion it has the 
appearance of an English village cemetery, being 
surrounded by a heavy, high brick wall, partly 
overhung with ivy, and still fairly well preserved. 
The tombs placed there show many and well known 
armorial bearings, and queer old epitaphs, some 
scarcely to be deciphered. A particularly strik¬ 
ing fact is that six of them bear the name of 
Edward Lloyd, showing the number of generations 
of that name that have been buried from “Wye 
House. ” 
It is easy to see and appreciate an effect, though 
more often difficult to understand the cause, and 
many will ask, or have wondered how it is that in this 
age of seething hurry and restless change, an estate 
the size and importance of “Wye” still retains the 
charming aspect, of which the dominant motif seems 
to be the peaceful solidity of age. Perhaps it is that 
the strictly modern is used only so far as it may 
help, not being allowed to hinder, and doubtless the 
effect of comfortable age bas been secured and is 
maintained by the present Colonel Lloyd and his 
predecessors having worked in accord and harmony 
along the lines of the ancestor favored by James II. 
While kept in faultless repair, the house externally 
has suffered no additions or so called improvements. 
The grounds are to-day as they were two centuries 
ago; nothing has been touched to the detriment of 
old-time grandeur, and this superb estate with its 
vast lawns, great trees and old flowers, serves as a 
model par excellence for all that is truly Colonial. 
The rare perfection of the landscape gardening, 
the space, the ease of everything, must shame the 
modern cramped up palaces, and cause just pride to 
the owner, for, from a view-point of beauty and senti¬ 
ment, of history and romance, “Wye House” stands 
proudly first and foremost among the wonderful old 
places left to tell the tale of what life used to he. 
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