Phillpotts, Eden. My garden. (Country life lib.) *$3.75. Scribner.
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Enthusiasm abounds in Mr. Phillpotts’ garden book with prejudices born of individuality and experience. It demands that a real gardener shall love nurserymen’s catalogues and shall abhor butterflies. In his garden of only an acre he has a thousand genera from all parts of the world, and his Devonshire sunshine seems to foster their growth almost magically.
“He knows how to make a garden, and he knows how to write about it.”
| + | Ath. 1906, 2: 621. N. 17. 380w. |
“The whole book will signify nothing except to gardeners; but they will enjoy it.”
| + | Lond. Times. 5: 288. D. 24, ’06. 630w. |
“Is certainly a pleasure to the eye, and we find its leaves besprinkled with a pleasant humor here and there. The general reader, however, will shy at the constant stream of technical botanical names. The book contains many valuable bits of information for the amateur, but it has no Index.”
| + − | Nation. 83: 448. N. 22, ’06. 140w. |