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I hope the instructions you receive in the bothy will not be lost 

 upon you." — " My mind," replied Bauldy, " when I came to 

 wark with you, was something like the Avild brier that ye 

 braught frae the wood, that braught forth naething but single 

 roses and dog- hips ; but ye planted it in the garden, and ye put 

 bud after bud upon it, and noo it bears beautiful roses o' the 

 Aurora, and the Elysian, and Isabella, and Amaranth, and Rosi- 

 nella : and every lesson that I receive I try to bud it in my 

 mind, and few o' them dies ; and when I get the name of a 

 plant frae Sandy, or a lesson in arithmetic frae Colin, or the 

 name o' a stane or an insect frae Wattie, I try to mind them a', 

 and I pay them back sometimes wi' a sang, or, when they hae laid 

 aside their books for a night, I give them a tune on the fiddle, 

 and I am glad when I can tell them something about music that 

 they dinna ken." — " Well, well, get on vf ith your knowledge 

 and your friendships," said their master, " and may ye all be 

 happy ! So good night with you all ; I hope we shall soon meet 

 again." 



West Plcan, Sept. 14. 1843. 



( To be continued. ) 



Art. III. Notes made during a Horticultural Tour from Lowther 

 Castle in Cumberland to Exeter in Devonshire. By J. Cruick- 

 SHANK, Gardener at Lowther Castle. 



After calling at some of the small places at Sidmouth and its 

 neighbourhood, where there is little else to be seen besides the 

 'beautiful scenery from the cliffs, and finding my time limited, 

 I called to see the nurseries at Exeter, so fully described by 

 you in p. 35. to 38. These far surpass what I expected them 

 to be : I cannot pretend to give a description after you. I 

 found the grounds in the very best order, and the plants in the 

 best health. The propagating-house of Messrs. Veitch and 

 Son is the finest thing of its kind I have ever seen. To those 

 gentlemen I am indebted for their kind attention. 



At the request of my kind employer, who wished me to see 

 Tidworth (Thomas Ashton Smith, Esq.), I took the coach from 

 Exeter to Andover, and I could not help remarking to the 

 guard that it was certainly coaching in the olden time. We 

 left Exeter at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and reached Andover 

 at a quarter to 7 the next morning. The coachmen and guards in 

 that part of the country seem never to have heard of Croals's 

 (of Edinburgh) patent drag, which does not lose time in put- 

 ting on the skid. I was quite delighted with the countiy, 

 with its beautiful little hills and dales, and Avas sorry when 

 night came on. I covdd not but think, when we got near 

 Salisbury, what a contrast between the small fields of the 



