226 THE BOOK OF THE ROSE CHAP. 
and the legend “‘ Flowers in water this side up, with 
care,’ is not much heeded if there is no one pyro- 
minently visible from whom a tip may be expected. 
On one occasion Mr. Burrell of Cambridge and I 
were travelling together by night to the Northern 
Provincial Show of the National Rose Society. Ata 
certain station we had to change, and after keeping 
guard over our pile of boxes for a while, we thought, 
as all seemed quiet, we might leave them for a little. 
We were not absent more than five minutes, but on 
our return all the boxes had absolutely disappeared. 
It was not till just as our train was starting that we 
were assured, and satisfied ourselves by the dim light 
of a lamp, that our boxes were all in the van. We 
thought it was all right, but my pet twenty-four, on 
which I had spent a great deal of trouble, travelled 
the whole of the rest of its journey actually upside 
down. My companion, who had arranged to take 
care of the boxes on our arrival, during the small 
portion of the night that remained, discovered the 
mishap soon after I had left him: and with a kind- 
ness I shall not readily forget, did his best to restore 
order, and comfort, and cleanliness to the poor Roses, 
with such success that they gained a third prize. 
At another of the N.R.S. Northern shows I was 
going to show “ six new Roses.” A six box is, or at 
least mine was, nearly square, but that does not seem 
a legitimate reason why a porter should have rolled 
that poor box out of the van just as if it were a 
cheese. Though my remonstrance was meant to be 
severe, the man hoped I should ‘‘ remember him,” 
and I have done so. 
Truly much depends upon the setting up and final 
arrangement of the Roses at the place of exhibition, 
