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the sky and sea are not so intensely blue, and 

 we miss the Olive, and the Orange, and the Lemon ; 

 the queen of flowers in those garments of Cloth of 

 Gold, which even royalty cannot afford to wear in 

 this land of smoke and shower ; the Bougainvilleas 

 glabra and spectabilis, so charming in their mauve 

 and rosy-purple splendour upon the white walls of 

 Monaco ; we are, nevertheless, reminded by the 

 Paulownia, Wigandia, Araucaria brasiliensis ; by 

 that blue bloom which reveals health and happiness 

 on the branches of the PinaceaB, and declares the 

 Thuja to be an Arbor-vitae, and not, as too often in 

 our northern gardens, an Arbor-mortis ; by the 

 " Big Laurel," the Magnolia ; by Camellias, Azaleas, 

 Pittospora, Veronicas ; by flowers, such as Gera- 

 niums, Cinerarias, and Salvias, blooming through 

 the winter ; by these, and many other proofs that 

 horticulture likes both protection (from cold winds) 

 and free trade (in sunshine) ; we are reminded of the 

 Riviera. 



And I saw at Penjerrick the best specimens which 

 I have met with in England of the Eucalyptus, but 

 they had not, and they never will have in this 

 country, any signs of the wonderful luxuriant growth 

 which they develop in a genial clime. Even in 

 Southern France, where in fifteen years they assume 

 the proportions of timber trees (witness the specimen 

 on the Quai de Massena, at Nice), they showed in 

 many instances manifest signs of punishment after 

 the winters of 1879-80, and there is no more hope of 

 their successful acclimatization with us than that 

 the Mammoth Tree of California, the Wellingtons 



