HIPPOCREPIS COMOSA. 
tinged, but definitely striped with dark purple. (Idaho, Oregon, 
and California.) 
Heterantheéra limosa is a pretty little marsh-plant of the 
American mountains. Its kinship is with the Pontederias, and its 
small blossoms are of brilliant blue. 
Heterotoma lobelioeides is a handsome Lobeliad with red 
and golden flowers, from the high Alps of Mexico ; on this at present 
all judgment must be suspended until it can be better based. 
Heuchera.—Since this race fell into the fingers of the florist it 
has ceased to bé in place in the rock-garden, even if it ever was, indeed ; 
for the family in all its species has the perfect air of having been 
born for the border, and for a hundred thousand years to have been a 
sleeping beauty, waiting for the florist to come along and wake it to 
its own possibilities. One little plant, however, that bears the name 
is welcome in the rock-garden, though indeed it bears the name un- 
justly, being not a Heuchera by birth but by (or in spite of) marriage. 
For it is a hybrid between Heuchera and Tiarella, so that there is a 
double injustice in labelling it Heuchera tiarelloeides. It is, none the 
less, of placid pleasantness in a quiet woodland corner, where room 
will not be grudged to its prettiness. Here it will sit in a clump of 
leaves like those of some small Heuchera, but soon begins to run about 
and form a patch. In summer rise up the delicate straight stems of 
some 4 or 6 inches, at the top.of which unfolds a loose spike of pink 
flowers that at first seem rather insignificant, but go on developing 
until they have quite conquered one with the expanded charm of 
their vase-shaped rosy little cups. 
Hieracium.—The name of Hawkweed fills the botanist with 
despair or with gruesome glee, according to his temper and passion 
for the minute and merciless multiplication of insecure species ; and 
upon the gardener’s heart it blows chill. Out of all the race there are 
none that the rock-garden really wants; and the two that may be 
admitted are such weeds that the garden which has been foolish enough 
to admit them will soon be in a position to admit nothing else. These 
are H. aurantiacum, and its lighter orange hybrid H. rubrum (of which 
the other parent is H. Pilosella), and which has so much more mercy 
than its mother that it bearsno seed. Few others are of distinct value 
even in the roughest place, though on the wild limestone cliffs of the 
North few things can look handsomer in their place than the big 
golden suns and black-blotched toothed broad leaves of the best forms 
that develop in that all-embracing name of H. murorum. 
Hippocrepis comosa, one of our prettiest natives, like a 
refined, neater Lady’s-fingers, with a better-furnished head of golden 
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