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matured. This, however, is not of much consequence, as they are 

 always to be bought at a reasonable price. 



The Narcissus is another subject which will not bear removal 

 with impunity. They ought therefore to be planted where they are 

 to flower, and then they will stand for years, and each season 

 gladden us with their fragrant flowers. Their proper place is the 

 mixed border. Amongst the varieties, Narcissus bulbocodkim, or 

 ' : Hoop Petticoat," is one of the best, and a lovely subject for the 

 mixed border. 



If it is desirable to increase the stock of bulbs for the mixed 

 borders, there are double and single Anemones and Ranunculuses, 

 the Fritillarias, Dog's-tooth Violets, the beautiful sweet- 

 scented Jonquils, the lovely Scilla Siberica, with other Squills, and 

 the noble Crown Imperials, with their various shades of colour. 

 In fact, there is scarcely an end to the list of spring-flowering bulbs. 



"We must not quite forget the Double Tulips, and the 

 Single Late Flowering Tulips, which carry their display on far 

 into May. These answer well for beds intended for sub-tropical 

 plants, as these last are planted in June, by which time the late 

 Tulips may be lifted ; in fact, there is no scarcity of flowers from 

 the time the little winter Aconites and Snowdrops make their first 

 appearance until it is time to plant out the summer bedders. 



CURIOUS EXPERIENCES IN TOWN ROSE-GROWING. 



BY W. D. PRIOR, ESQ. 



gVERY season has its special lesson for us horticulturists, 

 if we seek it in a patient and thoughtful spirit. Now 

 it is the vegetables which exhibit abnormal proceedings ; 

 now the fruit trees perform unexpected vagaries ; now 

 the rosery behaves in an altogether uncommon manner, 

 — 'all equally setting at defiance received opinions and rules. It is, 

 however, with respect to the roses that we have to do on the pre- 

 sent occasion. Whatever may have been the state of things else- 

 where, the case with the writer's roses may be summed up in two 

 propositions: — 1. Never have they been so fine, so plentiful, and so 

 continuous. 2. Never have they been so utterly without cultural 

 attention. 



Since last autumn, they have neither been watered, weeded, 

 nor manured. It would have been truly distressing for that vener- 

 able divine, and eminent poet, Dr. Watts, to have cast even a 

 glance over my little garden, any time since the period mentioned, 

 lest he should have shuddered at beholding a realization of that 

 typical garden so severely animadverted upon in "Divine Songs," 

 denouncing the unchecked luxuriance of the wild brier, the thorn, 

 and the thistle — inferentially accompanied, no doubt, with a liberal 

 crop of weeds, upon a certain person's premises. Literally weeds 

 and groundsel, save for a short interval, when the ground was dug 

 over, have been ankle deep, and have once more reached a similar 

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