hardiness, and carries her cream-white flower head 

 high and regally. 



Souvenir de President Carnot has a feminine blush, 

 but a masculine lustiness of vigor. 



Wellesley gives us a delicious shade of pink. 

 Here we have two pinks, and we haven't any red at 

 all; how could I have forgotten that giant J. B. 

 Clark, when he has grown to nine feet in height try- 

 ing to woo my Dorothy Perkins? He is the reddest, 

 healthiest, tallest man-rose in my garden. 



For yellow we will choose the Maman Cochet of 

 that color. 



Now that we have reached the plain tea roses, I'm 

 glad to begin with one that has proved almost as 

 hardy with me as a hybrid tea that is the Coquette 

 de Lyon, which is a lemon yellow and positively 

 wears itself out blooming. 



The Souvenir de Malmaison is, strictly speaking, 

 a Bourbon, but we'll let it be a tea for our purposes. 

 Shall we try it? It is so lovely with its shell pink 

 tones; with especial care we may be able to winter 

 it. 



Of course we can't possibly do without that fragile 

 creature, the Duchess de Brabant. Such silky tex- 

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