ing roses, I'm sure it will soon ignore garden bounds 

 and become a wandering minstrel. I permit, its 

 branches to grow six or ten feet, then drape them 

 over to adjacent arches and neighboring rose poles. 

 This has happened so often now that when the 

 Lynch's hybrid blooms, there are ropes and ropes 

 of roses swinging in every direction from the original 

 trellis, and like the lady's elbow in the " Mikado " 

 " people come miles to see it." It is of the 

 wichuraiana family and blooms only in June, but it 

 blooms all of June. Its clusters are composed of 

 many perfect, fairylike roses of pink, paling to 

 white. 



Of the wichuraianas my next favorite is the Ever- 

 green Gem. Its blossoms are not in clusters, but 

 each rose comes in an edition-de-luxe. Of a pale 

 yellow with apricot tones, the color of the flower is 

 enough to recommend it, but shut your eyes and 

 whiff its perfume and I'll wager you'll say : " Ripe 

 apple." The Evergreen Gem prefers to sprawl on 

 the ground, and delights in covering stone terraces, 

 though it can be trained up, just as a monkey can 

 be taught manshines, but what's the use? 



Manda's Triumph (white) and Lady Gay 

 (cherry pink) we must have. Of course I can't re- 

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