A Little Maryland Garden 35 
from Holland, and was very much taken 
with the description of a plant called by the 
high-sounding name of Asclepias tuberosa. 
She ordered it, and to her surprise and some- 
what to her confusion, found it was a Mary- 
land wild flower that she had often seen near 
home. It seemed rather futile for the poor 
plant to have made the voyage across seas 
and back, to find a home in a Maryland 
garden. 
It is a pity that we do not all know more 
about botany. There was a great excite- 
ment among us last year over a flower that 
a market woman sold in her stall, and said 
she found growing in the meadow near her 
home. No one recognised it, nor could 
we learn its botanical name. We thought 
we had made a discovery, and some one was 
inspired to give it the name of ‘‘electric light 
plant.””’ The plant was tall, graceful, and 
buoyant, sending up long spikes of bloom, 
characterised by a peculiar brilliant delicacy. 
The flowers were pink and white, tinged with 
lavender and cerise, and had a certain vivid 
