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Consider the Gardener 
(Continued from page 40) 
the advance of women in agriculture 
and horticulture. Boys have worked 
during the summer under Mr. Craig, 
superintendent for Mrs. Edward Bran- 
digee’s Faulkner Farm, Brookline, 
Mass., and Mr. Untermeyer and Mr. 
Dupont have agreed to receive groups 
of boys on their places. 
Should there be any question of ade¬ 
quate pecuniary reward if gardeners are 
properly qualified? Certainly in few 
other professions is the laborer more 
worthy of his hire. America cannot, any 
better than an individual can, live by 
bread alone, and never has there been 
greater need of the spiritual refreshment 
coming from the beauty of gardens 
which depend so much upon the persons 
caring for them. In spite of this, Miss 
Ellen Eddy Shaw, head of an educa¬ 
tional department of the Brooklyn 
Botanic Gardens, states that the most 
frequent question she receives is “How 
little can a woman be secured for?” 
Not “How much should be paid for the 
best woman?” She believes the pro¬ 
fession of gardening owes itself suitable 
standards of salaries to ensure the re¬ 
spect of the public, as well as to pro¬ 
tect the workers from the deadening 
economic pressure of under-pay. Fur¬ 
thermore, it would not be justifiable 
to persuade intelligent persons to enter 
a profession which would not furnish 
a living wage. Here, it seems, is a case 
for educating the public to pay for 
value received, even though the artist 
of the out-of-doors as well as the in¬ 
door fields of literature, etc., receives a 
compensation in happiness which is all 
his own, and may think first of the 
work and last of the reward. Im¬ 
provements in housing and recreations 
may be counted on as additional in¬ 
ducements for the right persons to take 
up gardening and apply trained intelli¬ 
gence to it. 
Finally, however, after the last word 
has been said on education and salaries, 
the most delicate and difficult part of 
the problem remains—the adjustment 
of temperament and point of view, the 
human relationships. No matter how 
well laid out or flourishing horticul- 
turally our land may be, it will be im¬ 
possible to achieve our heart’s desire, 
the perfect garden, unless there is har¬ 
mony between employer and employee. 
For instance, a certain owner wearied 
of the ceaseless laments of her gardener, 
inconsolable for the frost-blighting of 
his weigela hedge, the glory of whose 
bloom illuminated a large part of his 
calendar. Then, suddenly, she became 
sympathetic as she realized that, much 
as she loved her beds and borders, her 
disappointments found distraction in 
travel over the entire globe, while the 
gardener’s joys and sorrows were in¬ 
tensified within his hedge-hemmed 
world. 
The cloven hoof of avarice occasion¬ 
ally leaves its prints in a paradise, as 
when some artistic woman’s soul is 
starved and skimped for flowers for 
which her well paid gardener ever insists 
there is neither time nor fertilizer, while 
vegetables are raised far in excess of 
the famOy needs, the surplus going to 
over-fed employees. Another owner 
despairs of having her favorite flowers, 
which her gardener insists are not 
adapted to the soil which, nevertheless, 
can grow all his favorite specialties for 
exhibitions. On the other hand, an 
example of extremely friendly relations 
is afforded by a gardener who walks 
miles, in his spare time on Sundays, to 
aid in labor beyond the physical strength 
of a former employer whom change of 
circumstances had forced to let this man 
seek another place. He refused all pay 
for his generous services, threatening 
never to return if money were men¬ 
tioned ! 
Mutual consideration is the true 
touchstone, and Mr. Walter Wright, the 
English author and Kent County-Coun¬ 
cil gardener, intimates that co-operation 
in plans from the beginning will go far 
toward their success, as the gardener 
is then more interested in assuming re¬ 
sponsibilities with his employer. So 
many problems occur, requiring both 
points of view, that it may be worth 
while occasionally to hold forums for 
employers and gardeners, where on a 
platform of knowledge, taste and sym¬ 
pathy, discussion will promote complete 
understanding, without which we can 
never attain the true definition of a 
garden—“a delightful spot”. 
Random Notes in My Garden 
(Continued from page 33) 
peared, and as I considered a remedy 
for this, an experiment flashed to mind. 
Why not, said I, take the note from 
the small brick sill which marked the 
ending of gravel walk and the beginning 
of grass? Why not lay a little plat¬ 
form of brick below the chairs? Then 
why not give this platform a little de¬ 
sign? Two large deutzias were taken 
out to make more room, the apple 
boughs lifted a little and tied into po¬ 
sition by means of heavy twine, with 
lengths of old garden hose around the 
bough itself, and a fan-shaped space 
lay below to be paved. 
The line was carefully marked—the 
flat side of the open fan next the gar¬ 
den, the curve outside toward the lawn, 
the brick laid herring-bone in sand. 
At once the tree shadows found a love¬ 
ly background for themselves in the 
warm tones of the brick, and then a 
little decorative planting suggested it¬ 
self. Six plants of Evonymus vegetus, 
lusty and shining, were brought from 
a border where they were really wast¬ 
ing themselves, and set around the 
curves of the platform, to be staked 
and trained as a low evergreen hedge 
perhaps a foot high. Below this, and 
close to the edge of the brick, also only 
against the curves, we placed a narrow 
line of Iris pumila, the deep violet one. 
Beyond this little platform, I shook 
out bag after bag of bulbs of daffodil 
and tulip, Orange King, for a spring 
picture to be seen stretching away from 
this little new place. Puschkinia is already 
naturalized there, tulip Kaufmaniana 
gives an early glow to the earth below 
the lilacs, and now and again a cluster 
of species tulips, the remnant of gen¬ 
erous plantings of years gone by, Clusi- 
ana, Greigii, Viridiflora, make their own 
interest, too. 
I leave the reader to judge if snow 
can cool the prospect of the spring 
when one has managed to plan just one 
small meeting-place like this. It should 
be really poetic, but one can hardly 
plan for poetry—that happens or not. 
A little focal point for friends to use 
among flowers, that must result in some¬ 
thing happy. This reminds me of one 
of the most charming invitations of 
my life, an invitation given in a Cali¬ 
fornian city, the words said in that 
sweetest of American voices, the voice 
of the South: “Come and see my 
Daphnes.” It has haunted me as a line 
of poetry will do. 
Who is not familiar with April cold— 
that chill in the air which in our North¬ 
ern States seems more unsuitable be¬ 
cause of the marvels of color every- 
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