A Woman's Hardy Garden

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s; in addition to which there are Cannas, Dahlias and Gladioli, whose roots can be stored, through the winter, in a cellar. All the rest of the garden goes gently to sleep in the autumn, is well covered up about Thanksgiving

bedding plants mentioned whose roots are stored through the winter. Therefore, mine can truly be called a hardy garden,

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al plant, the old friend blossoming in the same place year after year, is an object unworthy of cultivation. Their souls rejoice in the bedding-out plant, which must be yearly renewed, and which is beautiful for so short a time, dying with the early frost, I was astounded last summer on visiting several fine places, where the gardeners were considered masters of their art, to

o ground is to be seen. If so placed, their foliage shades the earth, and moisture is retained. In a border pla

of one woman's garden, in a small country town,-house and ground only covering a lot hardly fifty by one hundred feet,-where, with the help of a man to work for her one day in the week and perhaps for a week each spring and fall, she raises immense quantities of flowers, both perennials a

ed in my garden. One of the men had sprayed them with both slug-shot and kerosene emulsion to no effect,-and so no Asters. My friend with the little garden heard me bemoaning my loss, and the next day sent me, over the five intervening miles, a hamper-almost a small clothes-basket-full of the beautifu

dening. I have but one rule: stake out the bed, and then dig out the entire space two feet in depth. Often stones will be found requiring the strength and labor of several men, with crowbars and levers, to remove them; often there will be rocks that require blasting. Stones and earth being all removed, put a foot of well-rotted manure in the bottom; then fill up with alternate layers, about four inches each, of the top

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