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the inner ones. The standards curl over, like little 

 sharp-pointed tongues. The flowers are fleeting, but 

 their extraordinary abundance atones for this. Five 

 and six blooms are frequently out together. Give 

 cypella a roasting spot in full sun, and don't go 

 through another spring without it. For sixpence 

 this magnificent thing may be yours ! Eranthis needs 

 mere mention. Its cheerful yellow brightens January 

 and loves a shady spot. The great and glorious 

 eremurus follows in my catalogue, and, as becomes 

 such a wonder, he keeps up his majestic price ; but 

 Elwesianus can be purchased for a modest ten shil- 

 lings now, and himalaicus costs but three. Warei, how- 

 ever, won't join you for less than four guineas. He is 

 described as " salmon-pink with a tinge of magenta." 

 That tinge will be his undoing. Salmon-pink is 

 among the fairest colours a flower can take, but let 

 a suspicion of magenta lurk, like a serpent, in the 

 bud, and all is changed. The hybrid " him-rob " 

 is a huge and splendid eremurus, and the yellow 

 Bungeii must also be very fine. I have only himalaicus 

 robustus and turkestanicus, the last a poor thing not 

 worth growing. Eremurus is hardy, but you must 

 watch its beginnings in Spring, as the sprawling lush 

 foliage suffers with frost, and a bead of ice in the 

 heart will be often enough to settle the infant flower- 

 spike. These develop early, and by mid-March you 

 learn whether your plant is going to flower or not. 

 Nothing I know hates being moved like an eremurus. 

 Turkestanicus, however, minds less. I let him linger 

 about in corners from simple weakness. He is one 



