OF SHRUBS AND THEIR PLACING 15 
less in charm—to my taste—are Rosa lucida, and Rosa 
Maly. 
Of the greater roses, any big garden will be glad of 
such Ramblers as Dorothy Perkins and Lady Gay, of the 
Wichuraiana hybrids—especially Gardenia, Jersey Beauty, 
and dreamlike René André; of such huge wild species 
as the fiercely thorny, crimson-blossomed acicularis, of 
the beautiful four-petalled sericea, of ferruginea with its 
grey and purple foliage and its large pink flowers, of 
caroliniana, smaller in growth and delighting in very wet 
ground, of rugosa and lovely new yesoensis, of the brilliant 
Austrian briars, and above all, in favoured corners, of 
those fanatic sun -lovers, berberidifolia, sulfurea and 
bracteata. Alas, that lovely little shrub, Rosa berberidi- 
folia, with its golden blooms basally spotted with chocolate, 
is of no use to my damp climate; and bracteata, the 
glorious Camellia-rose, with its solid shining leaves and 
its immense snowy blooms, perpetually lingers on the 
edge of death, blossoming indeed, but late, and always 
cowering earthwards in the winter. Yet it is not cold 
that is fatal to these sun-craving roses, so much as the 
absence of ripening sun in summer. I have actually 
kept Rosa gigantea alive in the open for two successive 
winters unprotected. As for Rosa bracteata, its variety 
Anemone has all the beauty of the type, if not more, 
with twice the general usefulness and trustworthiness. 
Rosa bracteata (or sinica) Anemone seems to be a robust 
sport from the parent, differing in its far greater vigour 
and resisting power, as well as in the colour of its 
enormous saucer-like blossoms, which are of a particularly 
entrancing soft pink. 
All these roses, of course, need no special help beyond 
fair or rich soil. As for Rosa gigantea, I believe no one 
has ever flowered this Lord of Roses in the open in - 
England—nor, I fear, will any one succeed in doing so. 
