CYANANTHUS. 
black spot on the barb of the anthers, except in the variety C. ch. 
fuscolineatus, in which the whole ground of the anthers is black. The 
species is most variable, but invariably beautiful, the type being of 
pure stainless yellow (with vermilion stigmata in the variety C. ch. 
superbus), but the forms diverge on to sulphur-yellow and differing 
shades of blue, with diversities of blue feathering. The finest form, 
where all are good, is C. ch. pallidus, with specially large and ample cups 
of pale soft citron. This noble creature, too, has given seedlings as fine 
as itself, in the utmost degree of variation, the king of all being named 
after the King of Crocus, HZ. A. Bowles, a familiarity towards the plant 
that we deplore, while applauding the due honour paid to the man. 
C. chrysanthus lives in Eastern Europe, and fills our spring with 
loveliness from January to March. 
C. pulchellus, with an albino, and naked and leafless in flower, 
comes into bloom in early autumn, one of the darlings of the 
family, a neat and swelling little cup, expanding like a beautiful 
wine-glass on its stem, and opening a broad-lobed goblet of the most 
delicate lilac-lavender, exquisitely threaded with pale veins, drawing 
down to the pale throat, where there is a ring of orange blots or blurs 
at the base of each segment. C. pulchellus is neat and dainty enough 
in habit for the choicest slopes and beds of the choicest plot. 
C. speciosus is the sovereign in size and splendour of all the Autumn 
Crocus, and one of the most vigorous; and one of the very few, if not the 
onlyone,that has forced itself uponpopular recognition. It is the bluest 
of them, too, with great upstanding goblets feathered and flaked and 
blotched and blurred into the most lovely medley of rich blue-violet, 
in the midst of which stand up the tasselled wild stigmata of intense 
vermilion-orange. It always takes the breath with beauty, but never 
more than when on some sad October day you see its noble, bare- 
stemmed, delicate blue chalices swaying over the pale fading gold of 
dead leaves from whose deathbed it is springing through a carpet of 
prostrate ivy. There is a fine white form, which has lost too much to 
be as good as the violet type, and there is the variety Aztchisont, the 
giant of the race—paler than the species, but of enormous size and 
loveliness and stature, and no less vigour. 
Cyananthus.—There are many of these Campanulads in the high 
Alps of India and China, but very few so far in general cultivation. 
The chief is C. lobatus, which, from the central crown, makes a number 
of prostrate shoots some 8 inches in length, set all along with small leaves 
lobed into featherings at the tip, and clad in white hairs; and, at the 
end, a single large and beautiful flower, in shape recalling a periwinkle, 
of clear powder-blue, with a calyx very large and baggy, and vested 
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