102 PICTORIAL PRACTICAL ROSE GROWING. 
spring, and the brilliant red of summer. If he be not merely a 
Rose writer, but a Rose grower, if he have a home-grown Rose 
in his buttonhole, as well as an inexhaustible supply of the finest 
medal blooms in his inkpot, he will be happy at every resting 
place on his journey. Autumn will have no gloom for him, 
winter no chill. He will, however, enjoy most that stage on the 
road at which he has to linger among the Roses and describe 
their charms and merits. 
It is summer time, and the Roses are in bloom. Let us 
wander amongst them, picking here, rejecting there. Fragrant 
memories of old days among the Roses arise. We look back ten 
years, twenty, thirty. Alas and alack! it must be twenty-seven 
since I visited my first show—it was at the Alexandra Palace, 
unless my memory deceives me—and took down names to help 
a busy reporter. Those names come back—Reynolds Hole, 
Sénateur Vaisse, Charles Lefebvre, Edouard Morren (dropped 
out of the National catalogue, I see), Marie Baumann—these 
were amongst them, I remember. 
The old Roses awaken the emotion that arises when one 
revisits the scenes of boyhood. Poor old Edouard Morren has 
passed, and the rosarian of these days knows him not, yet he - 
lives enshrined in the perfumed casket of memory. 
Joy in the old Roses that still live! Joy in Marie Baumann 
joy in Charles Lefebvre! In poring over an old horticultural 
tome, a volume of the early ’sixties, I came upon a wonderful 
description of anew Rose, sent out by one Lacharme. I cannot 
quote the description, it is too long; but it tells of splendid 
colour, splendid form, splendid habit, splendid vigour, splendid 
perfume. It prophesies universal popularity. It prophesies 
fifty years of useful life. The writer—it was A. H. Kent—was 
a sound judge and a true prophet. Forty-one years have 
passed, and the last edition of the National catalogue says of 
Charles Lefebvre: “ One of the best Roses grown.” It is terse, 
but what an eloquent tribute to the old Rose, and the old writer ! 
In the remarks that I propose to make on the various sections 
of Roses, I shall not attempt, in a concise, popular work such 
as this, a scheme of scientific classification. The reader who is 
in search of descriptions of the species may turn to Cassell’s 
“ Dictionary of Practical Gardening,” where he will find a large 
number described. I shall deal briefly with the principal sec- 
tions from a horticultural point of view. 
Austrian Briers. 
The Austrian Briers of gardens are varieties of Rosa lutea, 
an old single pale yellow species which may be seen flowering 
in the Rose dell at Kew, near the Pagoda, in June or early July. 
There are four met with in gardens—namely, the Copper and 
the Yellow, singles; Harrisonii, yellow, double; and the Per- 
sian Yellow, semi-double. Old Roses are these. Did not 
