THE GARDEN, POETICAL AND POLITICAL.

I one day had the honour of accompanying a lady on a drive to make some

calls in the environs, and a most agreeable drive it was. One of our

visits turned out to me quite an adventure; and procured me the

acquaintance of a character rarely encountered in these rule-of-three

days, wherein humanity is clipped and trained upon the principles of old

Dutch gardening,--no exuberances permitted, but all offshoots duly

trimmed to the conventional cut, until individuality is destroyed, and

one half of the world, like Pope's parterre, is made to reflect, as

nearly as possible, the other.

We drove for some distance through an ill-tended but naturally pretty

domain, alighting unnoticed at a house having an air of antiquity quite

refreshing; three sides of the building were encompassed by a broad

raised stoop, covered with a wide-spread veranda, whilst the walls were

thickly coated with ivy, like the tower of an English village church.

We mounted the stoop, which commanded a vast extent of valley bounded by

distant hills, only needing water to make a perfect prospect. A few

moments after we had rested here, the mistress of the place made her

approach, hoe in hand, for she had been tending her flowers in person.

Such a dear old shepherdess of a woman I have not seen for many a day,

with all the poetry and enthusiasm of nineteen, and a pastoral, simple,

unworldlike air, worthy the golden age of the flower-wreathed

sheep-crook.

She had an anecdote connected with every flower-bed;--her story of the

ivy, so abundant, quite pleased me, as being interesting in itself, and

made doubly so by her _naive_ mode of telling it.

It appeared that the plants were originally cultivated by Mr. Roscoe, on

his place near Liverpool; that the shoots were gathered by the hands of

that amiable and illustrious man, and sent, in fulfilment of a promise

made, to Mr. Jefferson, for the adornment of Monticello.

The bearer of the plants, on arriving at Washington, could find no

immediate means of forwarding them safely into Virginia; so placed them

in the keeping of their present enthusiastic possessor, beneath whose

careful tending,--for the trust has not been reclaimed,--the gift of

friendship has flourished and increased, and will, I hope, remain fresh

as her own spirit, and fadeless as is the fame of the first donor!

Her parterre afforded quite a summary of the history and habits of the

departed great: here were stocks that had been cultivated by the hands

of George Washington, and lilies growing from bulbs dug up by those of

Thomas Jefferson, after each had cast aside the ungrateful cares of

government and resumed those simpler and happier pursuits in which both

delighted; and these flowers of theirs flourish yet in peace and beauty,

side by side, and, fragile as they look, are perhaps more durably linked

than the mighty Union over which these illustrious florists presided

with views so widely different.

The fruit-trees were thick with blossoms, and the air was absolutely

perfumed. I felt exceedingly loath to obey the summons of my fair guide

when informed that the time of departure was arrived, and have seldom

found a visit to appear so very short. The carriage being laden with the

sweet-scented spoils,--or, rather let me say, gifts of our kind hostess,

for nothing could exceed the free hand with which every shrub was rifled

for us,--we made our adieus, and set forth to return to the city by a

different road, paying a call at another cottage residence by the way.

Of these unpretending, but attractive-looking places, there are numbers

in this neighbourhood; and if ever Washington rises to the importance

fondly anticipated by its founders, no city ought to boast more charming

environs.

Here is no end of sites for country dwellings,--valley and hill, river

and rivulet, towering rocks and dark ravines abound in as wild a variety

as heart could wish; with land and living both exceedingly cheap.

I saw one of the prettiest houses possible, with nearly a hundred acres

of land, that had been purchased, a few months before, for five thousand

dollars; and, during my stay here, a first-rate house, with stabling,

&c. complete, as well situated as any in Washington, and as well built,

sold for the same sum. At present, indeed, I should say land about here

is of very little value: though admirably calculated for the residence

of an independent class of gentry, here is no temptation for the planter

or merchant; and but few in this country seek to live a life of leisure

or retirement.

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