THE CANADIAN HORTICULTURIST. 



row, then lay for the season. In the fall 

 when bean is ripe, pick it. Then turn mass 

 of leaf and vine under for fertilizer. If you 

 want to use any of the forage green, cut up 

 at hill and carry out to stock. 



If planted in orange grove or orchard, keep 

 five feet or more away from trees, as the vine 

 is a great climber and will cause you bother. 

 Four to five pecks of perfect seed will plant 

 four acres. If drill, better put in at least 

 sixteen quarts to the acre. 



The beans ground up, hulls and all, make 

 a fine fertilizer for pineapples, orange and 

 other fruit trees, as well as for all vegetable 

 growth. Stock of all kinds like it, as well as 

 the green forage early in the season, and all 

 do specially well on it. There is nothing on 

 the farm that does not eat this bean, from 

 horse to chicken, with greediness. The dry 

 bean is good for the table. 



The question is repeatedly asked em, if 

 this bean will do well in the northern States ? 

 I answer by saying, there is no earthly reason 

 why it will not, as it is not tropical, and will 

 do well wherever corn will grow. 



After having made a thorough test of it, I 

 have come to the conclusion that, as a fertil- 

 izer, forage, feed, mulch, shade, a prolific 

 bearer of fruit, an up-builder of the soil, this 

 bean has no rival. 



The analysis of the Velvet Bean shows : — 

 Nitrogen 54 per cent., crude protein 19, fat 

 6, fibre 8 and moisture 12. 



Any further information your readers may 

 want, if they will send stamp, I will cheer- 

 fully reply. 



Capt. E. a. Wilson, 

 Orlando, Fla 



LADY DOROTHEA. 



THEODORE H. RAND, D.C.L. 



I 



AUUHTER of earth and sky, 



They said was Rhea ; 



Child of the sunset thou. 



Sweet Dorothea — 

 Rose that tells of a mother's 



devotion. 

 Canada's rose from Ocean to 

 Ocean ! 



II. 



Under far misty skies 



A Lady kist 

 A babe, the fairest, best, 



E'er laid I wist — 

 On beating breast — 



A skyey, glad surprise ! 



Years wove their web of care, 



Great duties came 

 And other wistful ones 



Askt a love name ; 



While brighter cups 

 Shone through our northern air. 



And as some richer day 



Its lustre shed 

 Regret would bud and blow, 



When day was dead — 



Bright afterglow 

 Of her that passed away. 



Ill 



Queen City of the West, 



Not all unsought 

 Viceroy and Lady came, 



And heard untaught 



And true acclaim — 

 What loyal hearts exprest. 



Here a new rose was born. 



The gardener said 

 Lady, my " Sunset " rose 



Blossoms in red : 



See ! fair it glows, 

 A flake of kindled morn ! 



A right name give to it. 



As balmy fell 

 Soft sleep from heaven that night. 



Quick memory's cell 



Flashed into sight, 

 Upon the dark alit. 



The child of other years — 



So pure, so fair, 

 With dawn-like roses wreathed 



Within her hair ! 



As life she breathed — 

 The Lady woke in tears. 



IV 



Than maid of Cherronea 



My child was fairer 

 (Gardener she said at even) — 



Our daughter shares 



Long since of heaven ! 

 Name? " Lady Dorothea." 



Daughter of earth and sky. 



They said, was Rhea : 

 Child of the sunset thou. 

 Sweet Dorothea — 

 Rose that tells of a mother's devotion — 

 Queen, Mother-love, from Ocean to Ocean ! 



T *1^\ name given Mr. Dunlop's new rose by 

 Lady Aberdeen. 



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