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er, as well as the London Field, which always con-
plants could be grown advantageously in a room of
an ordinary dwelling-house, provided the proper care was exercised. This was quite Satisfactory, as, unfortunately, I had no other place than the fourthstory room of my house in the city to devote to my new protégés. Under the published directions, which I studied over till I had them by heart, a room with 8, southerly exposure was selected, a staging was erected in front of the windows, and the gas was so secured that no thoughtless person could turn it on and poison the air of the extemporized green-house.
The preparatory study and the final execution of the plans recommended had somewhat delayed the fall potting of the plants, until a few frosts had warned me that there was no time to lose. Unfortunately, when I appointed a day for effecting the transfer from the garden to pots and boxes, and went to Flushing for the express purpose, I discovered, to my dismay, that Patrick was in a great state of confusion as to which flowers were hardy and which required removal. As my reading had not extended to that question, or I had forgotten it amid the extensive list generally catalogued, I had to go mainly on what might be called general principles. By general principles is meant that, as the cold had been pretty se. vere, it might be presumed to have exercised a preliminary influence on the tender species; so, wherever a perennial was observed to be withered and have a sickly appearance in its leaves, it was taken up and potted. Fortunately, I was well acquainted with the characteristics of verbenas, carnations, and Johnny-jumpups, and selected them without trouble; but as to other matters, I felt, to the last, that there was considerable uncertainty. The verbenas having struck root at every joint, and as I felt that not one must be lost, a very considerable number of pots was neces
sary, and the time I could spare for personal super-
dred pots full of earth up four flights of stairs is ex- .
cessive; and ere Patrick's reserve was exhausted, I was much the same myself. Nevertheless, perseverance conquered, and we finally transported the last pot, managing to break less than a dozen on the way. Unfortunately, some of Patrick's trips were made during a cold snap that we had, and it is possible that the frost slightly damaged the plants, which did not seem exactly healthy when they arrived. There were some among them that I did not recognize accurately, and one in particular looked so strange, that I inquired of Patrick what it was. In answer to my question, he scratched his head for a second, poked his finger under the stunted foliage, peered in among the leaves inquiringly, and finally said au
thoritatively, “That why that’s a verbayny, sure and yer honor knows a verbayny as well as meself.”
Patrick, that does not look at all like a ver
decaiving you about such a thing as a verbayny ?”
Of course, there was nothing more to be said, and the
difference in leaf, which seemed so puzzling, must
terly. This epidemic was peculiarly fatal among
my verbenas, although the books had described them