The solitary summer . good ilities,including utility, respectability,and imbecility, and I would sit, quite franklypoor, with a piece of bread, and a pot of geran-iums, and a book. I conclude that if I did with-out the things erroneously supposed necessary todecency I might be able to afford a geranium,because I see them so often in the windows ofcottages where there is little else; and if I pre-ferred such inexpensive indulgences as thinkingand reading and wandering in the fields to thedoubtful gratification arising from kept-up ap-pearances (always for the bedazzlement of the JUNE 75 people
The solitary summer . good ilities,including utility, respectability,and imbecility, and I would sit, quite franklypoor, with a piece of bread, and a pot of geran-iums, and a book. I conclude that if I did with-out the things erroneously supposed necessary todecency I might be able to afford a geranium,because I see them so often in the windows ofcottages where there is little else; and if I pre-ferred such inexpensive indulgences as thinkingand reading and wandering in the fields to thedoubtful gratification arising from kept-up ap-pearances (always for the bedazzlement of the JUNE 75 people opposite, and therefore always vulgar),I believe I should have enough left over to buya radish to eat with my bread; and if the weatherwere fine, and I could eat it under a tree, andgive a robin some crumbs in return for his cheer-iness, would there be another creature in theworld so happy? I know there would not. July ®€a€sI»€3€€5€>€€€«2H&€€€»€«E€«s»€€3 €#€€»&. JULY July 1st. — I think that after roses sweet-peasare my favourite flowers. Nobody, except theultra-original, denies the absolute supremacy ofthe rose. She is safe on her throne, and theonly question to decide is which are the flowersthat one loves next best. This I have been along while deciding, though I believe I knewall the time somewhere deep down in my heartthat they were sweet-peas; and every summerwhen they first come out, and every time, goinground the garden, that I come across them, Imurmur involuntarily, Oh yes, you are thesweetest, you dear, dear little things. And whata victory this is, to be ranked next the rose evenby one person who loves her garden. Think ofthe wonderful beauty triumphed over — the lilies, 79 8o THE SOLITARY SUMMER the irises, the carnations, the violets, the frail antdelicate poppies, the magnificent larkspurs, theburning nasturtiums, the fierce marigolds, thesmooth, cool pansies. I have a bed at thismoment in the full glory of all
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