PREF AC
E.
Gardening by oneself is so lovely, and so
easy a thing, that I would fain have every body
try it. Do not mistake me : you can not
do everything without glass and garden ers,
and that convenient helper popularly
called " The Bank of England." But you
can do so much, that you may well be con tent
; and even be able to listen quietly to
some one giving an unlimited order for
priceless carnations, what though the
thought comes to you (as it did to me)
:
'* I had but three, my own seedlings, and a
grub eat up one of them."
The thought that there are two left, will
be very sweet to you, even then and there
Touchwood's label is not the worst that can
be put upon a plant
:
" A poor thing, sir, but mine own."
But there is no need of raising poor
things ; and you can hardly imagine, before hand,
how much dearer such friend-flowers
are, than any, even the most splendid, mere
acquaintances introduced by a professed
gardener.
I wish everybody had a garden, and
would work in it himself, — the world would
4 PREFACE.
grow sweeter-tempered at once. Why you
may deal with one great florist after an other,
(I know, for I have dealt with a good
many) and you will find nothing but cour tesy
and pleasant words from the beginning
to the end. No urging you to take what you
do not want, no clipping the measure of
what you buy ; but on the contrary, your
insignificant little orders are rounded out
with unexpected treasures. As if the florists
could not bear even to think of empty
gardens, while theirs were so full ; or else
had a sort of gentle sympathy for the peo ple
who expect to live upon fifty cents'
worth of flowers for a whole year.
I think it is Mr. Biglow who solaces him self
with " More last words." I know there
are many I might say. There are flower
names you will look for here, and not find.
The fair faces of my Campanula Lorei, look
at me reproachfully even now, from a dis tance;
with the pink Eucharidiums, just
unfolding their fresh colour. And there is
Viola Cornuta, and my superb new Gen.
Jacqueminot rose. But if I mentioned everything,
when should I have done? Not
till my book was altogether too big f or you
to buy. Shahweetah 28, 1872
GARDENING BY MYSELF.
JANUARY.
Pines, i f you're blue, are the best friends I know,
They mope an' sigh an' sheer your feelin's so. — Lowell,
I
THINK it is not
common to choose
this, month for a visit
to Fairyland. Yet, as
you never do thor oughly
know people
unless you have lived
with them, so neither ^
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you have dwelt there ^<J R^"^ ^
all the year. All parts
of it indeed are not
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SHELL, WITH KENILWOKTH IVY.
must be content to tarry for awhile at the
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