PERENNIALS 



A real lover of flowers finds it difficult 

 to cast away a plant that has bloomed its 

 best, even though the blossom is unsatis- 

 factory. In my garden there are, at present, 

 some plants that I am longing to dig up 

 and burn. There are two climbing Roses 

 that came by mistake in a large order and 

 were set out. They have thriven as no 

 others, cover a very large space on a trellis, 

 and in June bear thousands of a most hide- 

 ous, small, purplish crimson Rose. The 

 other plant is Scabiosia Caucasica, Beware 

 of the same. The description of it in a 

 catalogue caused me to feel that without 

 it the garden was nothing. A dozen were 

 ordered and set out in a border, in two 

 clumps. They grew and waxed strong, and 

 fairly clambered over everything within 

 several feet of them, seeming to be like 

 gigantic thistles. Finally in August, on 

 stems two feet long, the eagerly looked -for 

 blossoms appeared. These were described in 

 the catalogue as "a large head of pale blue 



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