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Title: Charles Eliot, landscape architect : a lover of nature and of his kind who trained himself for a new profession, practised it happily and through it wrought much good /Charles William Eliot
Year: 1902 (1900s)
Authors: Eliot, Charles William, 1834-1926
Subjects: Eliot, Charles, 1859-1897 Landscape gardening
Publisher: Boston :Houghton
Contributing Library: Getty Research Institute
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because the shops were closed. It was Satur-day afternoon, and the dismal pall of Sunday had fallenalready. On Monday he went by tram-car to the south verge of thesmoky city to Queens Park. I had been urged to be sure and see it; but I foundnothing worth while, — much carpet bedding, every plantnumbered, and a printed list under glass set alongside! Ijourneyed back again, and out another way to the BotanicGarden. It is chiefly a pleasure garden, with much bed-ding again, and shrubberies stiffly edged. A small plantcollection in one corner I looked over thoroughly, since itafforded a review of some of my labors at Kew. Next, Ilooked at the outside of the University buildings, and at thepark below it. During a shower I looked into a museum.Rain coming on, I discovered an interesting photographexhibition in the Public Galleries. I am weary of mists andshowers; and believe I have seen enough of British garden-ing. ... I shall skip to Edinburgh to-morrow. Glasgow isunprofitable and ugly.
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MT. 26) EDINBURGH—DALKEITH 163 The ride to Edinburgh, on the 10th of August, was througha dull open country of hilly pasture, broken by dirty miningvillages and smoking chimney stacks of huge works. Hisenjoyment of Edinburgh was interfered with by very badweather. On his one fine day he explored the Castle,High Street, Arthurs Seat, and the Crag, finding theprospects finer in every way than I anticipated, the effectheightened by the Turneresque atmosphere, and by cloud,haze, and smoke. As usual, he also visited and exploredthoroughly the Botanic Garden. With his characteristiclove of the seaside, he took a tram-car to Newhaven, wherehe saw with pleasure the queer fishing-boats and the fish-wives in costume. He also looked into an exhibition whichwas called International; but was not. As a Scotch showit was good, the ship-builders exhibits being particularlyinteresting. On an afternoon which was only cloudy in-stead of rainy, he found his way to the long, shabby vil-lage of Dalkeith,

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