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boriste/ carrying on to our day the theory of the health- 

 giving virtues of medicinal plants, and often quoting 

 PAbbe Kneipp. M. Correvou is a poet, too, and can 

 express as well as feel, which is not given to all of us. 

 This is what he says on Linnaaus' humble flower : 



Sur les flanes de nos monts il est une fleurette 



Au suave parfum 

 Qui fuit 1' eclat du jour, derobant sa elochette 



Aux yeux de Fimportun. 



Sa patrie est au loin, sous un ciel plus severe, 



Pres des glaces du Nord, 

 Et nos torrents ont vu la charmante 6trangere 



Croitre aussi sur leur bord. 



Ses .iolis rameaux verts s'etalent sur la mousse 



De nos vallons alpins, 

 Formant, pros des vieux trones sous lesquels elle pousse, 



Le plus beau des jardins. 



11 semble qu'un reflet d'aurore boreale, 



A survivre obstinfi, 

 S'attarde et se melange & la teinte d'opale 



De la fleur de Linn6. 



I have tried in many places for years to grow this 

 plant ; it does not die exactly, but it pines and looks 

 sad, and has never once flowered with me. 



In some gardens round Geneva I saw several fine 

 specimens of Hemerocallis fulva. The kind sold by 

 nurserymen generally is the one figured in the ' English 

 Flower Garden,' and slightly double. This probably 

 makes them rather shy flowerers, and in England they 

 are usually seen in mixed flower borders. The flowers 

 of those I saw in Switzerland were quite single, proba- 

 bly a strong -growing type. They were planted in 

 small, rather sunk beds in gravel or grass, in quite full 

 sun, and copiously watered. They were one mass of 



