13 MAY 1938, Page 17

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In the Garden Each garden has its particular glory. The wide Hampshire garden at present before my eyes excels in trees and shrubs. It is so well sheltered and so well warmed by the Eea that many things that grow there would scarcely flout ish further north or in bleaker places. Eucalyptus, for example, and the cork tree flourish. The most beautiful shrubs or trees—for either word will serve—that arc in flower at this moment, and may be called the pride of the garden, are the Bird cherry and a smooth-barked Arbutus. This tree or shrub has several species and varieties, all beautiful. This specimen, which stands next a Liquidambar, just coming into gracious leaf, has grown quickly and is now opening flowers that if plucked might be mistaken for lilies-of-the-valley. Both these trees arc worth a wider popularity than they have won. One of the Bird cherries is both a very comely little tree in form and a mass of flowers, very gracefully arranged. It is the more lovely by reason of its juxtaposition to a copper beech already almost in