HOUSE AND GARDEN 
April, 1912 
The beauties of foxgloves and Canterbury bells were revealed to me for the first time, and I intend to have these interesting old flowers a 
permanent feature of my garden 
let yields orange, whicli I have used sparingly 
in calendulas for the lower and zinnias for 
the higher. Orange zinnias are words which 
may bring a shudder to many, but mine are 
by no means vivid. Nature has subdued them 
largely with browns until they have become a 
warm rich color. The inner edge of the whole 
border is broken in smooth curves and edged 
with sweet alyssum. 
It is with regret that I must add that my 
living border so carefully planned was not as 
harmonious as the one made with paint and 
paper. The trouble was that I did not under¬ 
stand the seedsman's color nomenclature. For 
instance, coral red snapdragons became ma¬ 
genta ; white phlox with blue eye became car¬ 
mine with white eye : pink phlox were a homely 
cold color and the verbenas, so verv luxuriant 
in growth and bloom, went quite astray in the 
shrubbery where I was glad to let them lose 
themselves. Perhaps the greatest disappoint¬ 
ment of this year was occasioned by the dwarf 
petunias — Snowstorm, white with a yellow 
throat, and Rosy Morn, which, as its name im¬ 
plies, is a pale pink. The white has not only 
a mere suggestion of greenish yellow throat, 
but a streak here and there of the objection¬ 
able magenta and an occasional touch on the 
edge like a drop from an over-full brush. 
The Rosy Morn is pink, but a deep strong 
color, not at all pleasing. 
1 . Sumac; 2. EUlei'l 3, Syringa: 4, Persian 
Lilacs; 5, White Persian Lilacs; 6, Jap 
Snowball; 7, Kugosa Roses; 8, Boltonia; 0. 
Betcbels Crab; 10 . Higbbusb Cranberry; 11. 
Van Houtts Spiraea; 12, Flowering Almond; 
13, Persian Yellow Rose; 14, Deutzia; 15, 
.\cbillea-“pearl"; IG, Pyretbrum uliginosum; 
17. Gypsopblla; 18, Yucca; 10, Honeysuckle; 
20, Prairie Queen; 21, Baltimore Belle; 22, 
Peonies; 23, Lily; 24, Funbia Lily; 25, 
Weigelia; 26, Hollybocks. 
Tins plan shows a border arranged for 
color effect. 
At times, when I am tired, I feel discour¬ 
aged when I see, after all my care and work, 
that my border is after all but a “jumble" of 
color. How am I to prevent next year a 
duplicate of this year’s failures? The orig¬ 
inal conception of this annual border included 
a hedge of sweet peas at the back next the 
walk. These proved an early failure, because 
of cut worms. I pulled them up and planted 
pink and white cosmos. Later, digging with a 
stick around a dahlia where several sprouts 
had been cut off, the dullness of my implement 
prevented deep digging, and near the surface 
I discovered a worm, perhaps an inch and a 
half long, grayish in color, not unlike the dry 
surface dust. This was a cut worm, and the 
place to look for it is within two or three 
inches of the surface. 
By the first week in July my border began 
blooming nicely, and from that time until 
frost, notwithstanding the clashing in places. 
I could not this first summer remove even one 
blooming plant whatever its color—it was a 
never-ending source of pleasure. Flowers 
past their prime were pinched off that no 
strength need go to maturing seed. When the 
asters began blooming, the border was indeed 
a wealth of color. The branching asters were 
all that could be desired, so large and fine as 
frequently to be mistaken for chrysanthemums. 
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