THE DOUBLE YELLOW-FRINGED LILY 11 



pick could not open it ; at the top of this lonely 

 stalk there blooms out a pale delicate pink lily. 

 Such a lost child in the desert it looks, with not a 

 leaf near it; probably it has not had a drop of 

 water for months. A sort of orphan with nothing 

 to support it. So in view of a coming nor'-wester 

 I hasten to supply it with a backbone of twig. A 

 whole row of these came out in the border 

 unexpectedly, and delighted me, and more in a 

 rockery. 



Before these are all over comes the double 

 yellow-fringed lily, planted in a bed on the out- 

 skirts of the Chamber of Horrors ; such a large 

 handsome flower with yellow, curly fringe. I began 

 the culture of this lily with one bulb only, in a pot. 

 I planted it out after flowering, and the next year 

 it had increased to several. The year after that, I 

 had thirty in pots, and several more in beds without 

 any trouble. 



Next April there will be masses of colour 

 visible from this retreat, for all along the edges of 

 the rosary are buried all the surplus Amaryllis, 

 whose pots had got broken ; and in front of them 

 is a long row of the tiny pink Zephyranthes, which 



