THE LONDON SQUARE GARDENS.
[To TES EDITOR or TEE SPECTATOR:1 Sues—The green lawns and the trees standing in the very midst of the heat and bustle cf the streets are indeed delicions, and the passers-by on the hot pavement long to know what the flowers are like inside. If it were not for the dirty hedge inside the hideous railings—thnt make the gardens so attractive to the cats—what a joy to the public these gardens would he Is the privilege of shutting out from others a joy, that it would cost nothing to give, so great? I was brought up in the days of the " Venetian blind." and well remember how carefully these blinds were turned the way in which no spark of light from the room could be seen from the outside; these hedges and railings always remind me of those dreadful Venetian blinds.
St. James's Square—what n delight it is when walking down the kill of York Street to be able to see into that lovely garden through the break of the entrance gates! Will not the proprietors at least allow more breaks to be made in the hedge, if only at the four corners of the garden? The happiness they will gain from the " outsiders" will more than compensate for any imaginary sacrifice they make, and these proprietors fortunate in living in the Louses surrounding the square will find their houses indeed transformed into palaces round a great green courtyard.
The " New-Yorker " is even more impressed by the gardens of London than by the London buildings, beautiful as they are, and how much more beautiful many of the buildings might be if they were provided with the magnificent cornices of Fifth Avenue; but ran any one who has seen the beauty of Delaware Avenue, Buffalo, with its gaidens of flowers unprotected by any Avail or hedge or railing, think cf that avenue without trying to imagine how it would look treated as it would have been in England? But if these privileged people will not hear, then what is more proper than to tax this privilege of railings, walls. and hedges for every inch by which they shut out air and light and sight ?—I am, Sir, Ac., " Neenah Road, Hey!eke, Cheshire.
S. BASHER.
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