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er, as well as the London Field, which always con-
tained a valuable article on “Work for the Week,”
that gave me a number of important suggestions.
The thorough study of these for the space of a month
made me perfectly acquainted with the subject in
hand; they not only told me all about green-houses
and window-culture, but gave me valuable hints
about propagating vines, pruning trees, increasing
and improving manure, building concrete walls, skin-
ning sheep, Sawing logs, chopping down trees, and
concerning a vast number of other subjects, all of
which information might prove exceedingly useful
Some day or other if my farming enterprises pro-
By the aid of these works it was ascertained that

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.

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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-
vision was exhausted long before the work of trans-
planting was accomplished. It was necessary, there-
fore, to leave Patrick to his own unaided resources,
with such advice and instruction as it was probable
he would appreciate.
He evinced his usual enthusiasm and self-reliance,
and within a few days arrived at my city residence
with a wagon full of what the books termed “bed-
ding plants,” and assured me he “had the likes of
that three times over.” The labor of carrying a hun-

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

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thoritatively, “That why that’s a verbayny, sure and yer honor knows a verbayny as well as meself.”

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Patrick, that does not look at all like a ver

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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
have been due to what florists would designate as a
sportive change in the plant—possibly the first speci-
men of a new and valuable seedling.
I tended those plants carefully; water was given
them regularly, the windows were opened on every
genial day, and the directions contained in my books
were marked, and re-read daily, to insure the observ-
ance of every important point. Still the plants did
not seem to thrive. They grew weaker slowly, but
steadily; every morning found them less vigorous,
and often was marked by a premature death. In
fact, the living ones diminished quite rapidly, and
ere a month had elapsed nearly all had perished ut-

terly. This epidemic was peculiarly fatal among

my verbenas, although the books had described them
as being rather unusually hardy; and with the ex-
ception of Patrick's new seedling, which was vigor-
ous enough, they were either dead or dying. This
was quite an appalling state of affairs. Recourse
was had to my literary counselors; recipes were
found for curing mildew, bugs, borers, red spiders,
and a large number of other difficulties, but nothing
on the subject of general debility.
My flowers had no active disease, unless it were an
analogy to human consumption, or what our quack

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