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of free habit and pleasant countenance. I possess 

 also pratense, purple-blue and white ; and phaeum, 

 a dusky introduction, said to be wild in the North. 

 Its reflexed chocolate blooms are most distinctive 

 and not generally popular. The common sanguineum, 

 striatum (a naturalised plant), and macrorhizon I also 

 grow. The last is not attractive to me, though some 

 people think well of him. I try to drive him away, 

 but he won't go. He dodges about behind stones and 

 then comes peeping out again. I give him away in 

 bundles to all who admire him, and say with each 

 root, " The last ! " But spring returns, and macror- 

 hizon btruggles out from some deep hole in the 

 rockery to salute the cuckoo with the best that he 

 can do. Lastly, I have that fine old geranium, 

 angulatum. At least, if it be not that, I know not 

 which it is unless, perhaps, nodosum. 



So much for the crane's-bills. I know but these 

 personally. There are, however, others well worth 

 having, and perhaps better than these. 



A mass of the lovely convolvulus cneorum next 

 greets me. Its silky, silvery foliage is always a 

 delight ; its pale bloom brightens summer. The 

 plant has an uplifted place to itself, and behind it 

 a sheaf of coloured gladiolus springs. Not far off 

 is another convolvulus with hoary leaves and a pale 

 blossom the little lineatus. The pretty frankenia 

 laevis comes next, and then cyananthus lobatus. This 

 is a source of trouble to me. Twice I have renewed 

 it, and once a kindly friend, who has a noble garden 

 in Surrey, made me the handsome gift of this plant. 



