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timid to beg entrance to the Pfister garden, I peered through the fence for a glimpse of the brown and yellow "Primroses" that few gardners could boast of. Mrs. Doggett's flowers knew no season. All winter long her south windows were a display of beauty - colorful and gay. I was practically speechless when she asked me to see a rare Lily that was in blossom and her real live Orange Tree - in bloom and bearing tiny ripe oranges. That visit with dear Mrs. Doggett, among her lovely flowers and that sure enough Orange Tree, stirred my emotions far more than when, long, long years later, I first visited the famous "Jewel Box" in Forest Park. 31 It Is spring! Spring - evidenced by a general upheaval in every well organized household. Carpets hung on the line to be dusted, beaten, swept or cleaned according to each housekeeper's own special method. Feather beds, pillows - wool blankets and winter quilts were well aired, always on a sunny, balmy sort of a day. Every window was washed and the screens brought down from the attic. Curtains were washed and ironed - special care given to the lace "parlor" curtains which had to be carefully pinned on "stretchers" and placed to dry.