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won't have it that the good old hardy 

 Dijon is a feeble grower. 

 Philadelphia. Joseph Meehan. 



ROSfl LUGIDfl flLBfl. 

 Rosa lucida is the well-known dwarf 

 wild rose. The rare and beautiful white 

 form, the flower of which we now illus- 

 trate, was found more than thirty years 

 ago at Cherryfield, Me. There was but a 

 single plant, which the finder transferred 

 to his garden in the vicinity, where it 



GARDENING. 



h'me(Lonicera periclymenutn) when he says 

 Through the sweet briar or the vine, 

 Or the twisted Eglantine. 



But Herrick undoubtedly refers to it in 

 the following lines: 



From this bleeding hand of mine. 



Take this sprig of Eglantine, 



Which, though sweet unto your smell, 



Yet the fretful briar wi'lte.l, 



He who plucks the sweets shall prove 



Many thorns to be in love. 



Singularly enough this shrub is one of 

 many from" which it was supposed that 

 the sacred crown of thorns was made. 



July J, 



peculiar metallic lustre." Now that single 

 roses are justly claiming attention these 

 hybrids are a great acquisition. 



W. C. Egan. 



ROSA LUCIDA. ALBA. 



grew vigorously and from which it was 

 more or less disseminated in the imme- 

 diate neighborhood As far as known 

 the only plants now in existence are one 

 at Miss Ellen Holway's, Machias, Me., 

 three at W. H. Cowing's, West Roxbury, 

 Mass., and a batch of little cuttings and 

 grafts in the possession of Jackson Daw- 

 son at the Arnold Arboretum, Boston. 



SWEET BRIARS. 



This shrub is justly so common and so 

 generally known under the name above 

 given that but few know its botanical 

 identity, Rosa rubiginosa, the specific- 

 name meaning rusty-leaved. It is a native 

 of Europe (Britain) but in some places in 

 the United States it has escaped cultiva- 

 tion and become naturalized. At an early 

 date it was known as Rosa eglanteria It 

 bore this name in Shakespeare's time, 

 which the common tongue had changed 

 to eglantine. In Midsummer Nights 

 Dream wefind. 

 I know a bank where the wild thyme blews 

 Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows; 

 Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, 

 With sweet musk roses and with Eglantine. 



And again in Cymbeline: 



The leaf of Eglantine, whom not to slander, out 

 sweetened not thy breath. 



We mustnot.however.contound Shake- 

 speare's eglantine with Milton's, who 

 undoubtedly referred to the English wood- 



Sir John Mandeville writes: "And after- 

 wards he was led into a garden of 

 cayphas and there he was crowned with 

 Eglantine." Gerard refers to the heps 

 being used as a preserve in these quaint 

 words: 



The fruit when it is ripe maketh most pleasant 

 meats and banqueting dishes, as tarts and such 

 like, the making whereof I commit to the cunning 

 cook, and teeth to eat them in the rich man's 

 mouth. 



The sweet briar has been long in culti- 

 vation and has decorated many a happy 

 home. It is a shrub that will always 

 remain in the affection of the people, and 

 hold its own among the various new- 

 comers in the ranks of climbing roses. 

 However, this is an age of improvement 

 and we cannot shut our eyes to the mam- 

 debutants claiming our admiration. 



A few years ago Lord Penzance, in 

 England, experimented in hybridizing the 

 sweet briar with various other roses such 

 as the Austrian briar, varieties of gallica, 

 etc., and has produced a most remark- 

 able race, perfectly hardy and as strong 

 growing as their parent. Most of them 

 not only posess in their foliage the 

 delightful scent so well known and prized 

 in the eglantine and their habit of berry- 

 ing profusely, but are decided improve- 

 ments in the color and size of flower. 

 They vary from deep rose to dark crim- 

 son, from'white to blush rose, and include 

 a "beautiful soft tint of copper with a 



ROSfl SPINOSlSSIMfl ALTfllCfl. 

 (Syn. R. granditiora). 

 This gem among the early blooming 

 single roses seems quite rare in gardens, 

 although known to cultivation since it 

 was introduced from Siberia in 1818. It 

 received its last name from the Altai 

 Mountains. It is quite hardy, rather 

 dwarf in growth, but dense in its foliage. 

 Its large single white flowers are a wel- 

 come sight so early in the season. This 

 rose must not be confounded with a rose 

 catalogued in England as Rosa grandi- 

 flora, which is a form of R. multiflora, 

 much less hardy and valuable. The illus- 

 tration is from a specimen in bloom June 

 1, at the Arnold Arboretum, Boston. 



fl FLEfl FOR GARDEN ROSES. 



1IY P. O'MARA. 

 [Read be/ore the Dutchess County Horticultural 

 Society at A nnandale, N. Y.,Ju?ie i(k\ 



The Dutchess County Horticultural So- 

 ciety meets here to-day and has honored 

 me by putting me forward at this, the 

 tenth hour as it may be called, to make a 

 plea for garden roses. It is devoutly 

 wished that some one more capable had 

 been assigned to the task, that even some 

 other title was selected, tor in the pres- 

 ence as it were, of the queen herself, what 

 plea is necessary? She is enthroned here 

 in regal beauty, with fragrant lips wide 

 open bidding gracious welcome to her 

 devotees, with smiles for all and frowns 

 for none. Here she sits enthroned in all 

 her glorious raiment of \ el vet incarnadine, 

 the satin sheen of pink, the gold of Ophir, 

 the bridal white; dyes gathered from Ind, 

 from Gaul, from Merrie England, from 

 the Emerald Isle, from sunny Italy from 

 the Balkan slopes, from the plains of Da- 

 mascus, from China, from Japan, from 

 our own boundless prairies, from the 

 Rhone, the Rhine and the Danube, aye 

 even from the Garden of Eden. The suns 

 of centuries have purified them, have dis- 

 tilled the matchless perfumes, man's best 

 efforts have been put forth to aid nature, 

 who was already prodigal in her gifts, 

 and hence instead of making a plea for 

 her it would perhaps be more appropriate 

 to sing a hymn of praise, of love, of loy- 

 alty to our Sovereign Queen, the Rose. 

 Mr'. Hemans in her beautiful verse "A 

 Thought of the Rose" has fittingly and 

 delightfully epitomized all that might be 

 said of fact and fancy in relation to Her: 

 How much <>f memory dwells within thy bloom, 

 1; ise! ever wearing beauty for thy dower! 

 The bridal day— the festival the tomb— 

 Thou hast thy pari In each, thou stateliest Hower; 

 Therefore n ith thy soft breath come floating by 

 A thousand images of love and grief — 

 Dreams Blled with tokens of mortality; 

 Deep thoughts of all things beautiful ami brief. 



Not such 1 1 1 \ spells o'er those that bailed 1 1 tit-si . 



it, ti lear light of Eden's golden day ' 



There thy rich leaves to crimson glory lairst. 



I.i til. ill w it !, no dire remembrant f decay. 



Rose! lor the banquet gathered, and ih<- bier! 

 Bose! colored how by human hope or pain; 

 Surely when death is not. nor change, nor fear, 

 Yet may we meet thee, joy's own flower again. 



He must be bold indeed who would 

 make a plea for roses, for of all subjects 

 in horticulture none have been so widely 

 written about as this and every phase of 

 it has been touched upon. It isof garden 

 roses, however, of which we speak. There 

 is little need to make a plea for winter 

 roses for the commercial spirit will take 

 care of them. The poetrv that attaches 

 to: 

 The last rose ol Bummer left blooming alone, 

 All its lovely companions are faded a ml gone. 



does not attach to them, for they are 



