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by the sunset to a blazing amethyst. It had the size, 
growth, and habit of dainty pedata, the same finely cleft 
foliage; its flower was large and stately, of a vivid 
lavender. And there, amid the budding lilies and the 
splashed gold and green of the vegetation that covered 
the bare earth, the Violet glowed fierce in the red light. 
And there, for all I know, it still glows. I cannot 
obtain it. I get seed of all Japanese Violets I can hear 
of, but not one of them ever turns out to be the Nikko 
Violet of my heart—not even the most likely-sounding 
ones, delphinifolia, gryptoceras, japonica. At least my 
seed of gryptoceras never geminated at all, so that, by the 
irony of life, I conclude that gryptoceras was very pro- 
bably the Violet I wanted.? 
As for the two gorgeous new Violas, eracilis and hetero- 
phylla, these are of the wild pansy cousinhood, loving 
high grassy mountain-sides. Fine-leaved gracilis hails 
from Greece, and has the most intensely purple flowers I 
know anywhere. Heterophylla is only less brilliant, and 
both thrive and multiply like bedding Pansies. And that 
quaint, most rare of oddities, tufted, mat-like Viola arbor- 
escens from Les Baumelles, is a cushion-violet, to be grown 
on hot, rubbly banks, if you can get hold of it—which 
you probably can’t. 
I have been very happy and successful with a quaint- 
ness for the Canadian Rockies, which I collected in wet 
spongy places of the woodland bog, and now have grow- 
ing and seeding all over the shady side of my rock-work, 
swollen almost beyond recognition. Mitella pentandra 
sends up a few palmate, handsome little leaves, and then, 
in normal circumstances, a four-inch slender stem, carry- 
+ No: at the very last moment before going to press, I have dis- 
covered the Violet of my long quest. Itis V. pinmata: variety, chaero- 
phylloetdes—rival, and probably conqueror, of all others. If pedata is 
Margaret of Angoulesme, surely Azznata must be Christine of Denmark 
and Milan, 
