I had a nicotiana that would not bloom, spite of all the coaxing and manure I lavished upon it. My neighbor had a solanum that, after two years anxious watching, never showed a bud, "Let's change," said I. "Agreed," said she. So my nicotiana was soon on her piazza and her solanum was on my back porch. And the change agreed with the plants, for in a few days the nicotiana was full of buds, and my solanum was soon covered with small white blossoms, preparatory to turning into bright red cherries. Neighbors will not quarrel that have gardens and exchange their seeds and cuttings over the back fence. Uncle Sam is a good friend to plant lovers in all his broad domain. I have a small wooden box that has gone in the mails from Maine to Kentucky. I wrap the slips in damp moss, pack tightly in the box, and exchange, the box coming back and bringing perhaps exactly the cutting I wanted, and often with a pleasant and profitable letter from a sister plant-lover far away.

- Sister Gracious.

A Mild Winter the last one certainly was, as we are reminded by the fact of having carnations ready to bloom in the garden early in spring, having been left out, entirely unprotected, last fall for want of space during the winter. They were uninjured and gave a large crop of bloom. Chrysanthemums also came up from the roots of old plants left outside all winter. During more than ten years of gardening experience, I never before have known these plants to survive in this section and amount to anything the following spring. I have nothing to complain of; it is a pleasant surprise. - E. E. Summey, N. Y.