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a beautiful plant; there is a soft loveliness about it, and by no 
means a sameness, for departures from the common form are fre- 
quent. Of autumn flowers, the Warren has a good supply of yellow 
Composites, Devil’s-bit Scabious, and Gentian. Blackberries would 
be there if they had a chance to get black. The lower greensand 
cliff, under the Lees, is still interesting to the botanist, but it is 
getting less so every year, in spite of ‘“‘ notice’’ boards. The fre- 
quent slips mean much change, and the planting of firs means the 
gradual ruin of the flora. At present, the features are the great 
abundance of Black Mustard, an imported plant of the Cruciferous 
order (Lepidium Draba, a kind of cress), and a quantity of a 
foetid yellow-flowered Umbellifer, called Alexanders (Smyrnium 
Olusatrum). The last is thick just above the Bathing Establish- 
ment. The pushing Lepidium is already in sole possession 
of a good deal of ground, and it is increasing fast in other 
parts of the county. Twenty years ago it was not on our 
cliff at all, being confined to the south side of the Lower Road. 
The tall, coarse black mustard (Sinapis nigra), with its yellow 
flowers, is almost ‘‘too much of a good thing.’’ Its black seeds, 
mixed with those of white mustard, go to make the mustard of our 
tables. Wild mustard, or charlock, known in East Kent as 
‘« kinkle,’”’ occurs in gardens and waste places at Folkestone. It 
is to the farmer a very troublesome weed. On the Lees cliff there 
is a great deal of Chervil, not wild Chervil, but the kind that was 
once much prized as a pot herb, but has, like many good things in 
this world, gone out of fashion. Five or six years ago one of the 
wild Lettuces (Lactuca virosa) appeared on the cliff west of the Lift. 
It is a tall plant, with a milky juice, and yields a strong extract, 
having decided sedative properties. Years back I saw the plant 
growing on the beach at Lydden Spout, so it seems to have come 
to us from there. On the banks of ditches west of Hythe the 
Marsh-mallow (Althea officinalis) still grows. This velvet-leaved 
plant, with its handsome pink flowers, is one of our treasures. Its 
root is still largely used, but chiefly on the Continent, as a useful 
medicine. People call the first roadside mallow they see marsh 
mallow, just as they called the common dulcamara deadly night- 
shade. Atropa belladonna, for such is the name of the deadly 
Species, does not grow in this neighbourhood, although it might, 
as it is fond of chalk. Our woods (and there are some large ones 
not very far off) are gay with primroses, anemones and blue bells. 
The fragrant woodruff is there, the Herb Paris too, the curious 
Green Hellebore, the early purple Orchis, Solomon’s seal, the But- 
terfly Orchis, the Lily of the valley, Foxglove, and many another. 
To me, colour in flowers has been more interesting since I 
read the hypothesis that says, ‘‘ All flowers were at first green; 
from this they diverged to yellow and white. Their next advance 
