124 A NOVEMBER CHRONICLE. 



I have to thank one of the collectors just 

 now mentioned. Indeed, I found thirty- 

 nine sorts on ray first afternoon ramble; 

 and even as late as the 27th and 28th I 

 counted twelve. All in all, there is little 

 doubt that at least a hundred kinds of plants 

 were in bloom about me during the month. 

 Having called my record a chronicle, I 

 should be guilty of an almost wanton disre- 

 gard of scriptural models if I did not fill it 

 largely with names, and accordingly I do 

 not hesitate to subjoin a full list of these 

 my November flowers ; omitting Latin ti- 

 tles, somewhat unwillingly, I confess, 

 except where the vernacular is wanting 

 altogether, or else is more than commonly 

 ambiguous : creeping buttercup, tall but- 

 tercup, field larkspur, celandine, pale cory- 

 dalis, hedge mustard, shepherd's-purse, wild 

 peppergrass, sea-rocket, wild radish, com- 

 mon blue violet, bird-foot violet, pansy, 

 Deptford pink, common chickweed, larger 

 mouse-ear chickweed, sand spurrey, knawel, 

 common mallow, herb-robert, storksbill, red 

 clover, alsyke, white clover, white sweet 

 clover, black medick, white avens, common 

 cinque- foil, silvery cinque -foil, witch-hazel, 



