80 THE WILD GARDEN. 
long after the plains have become quite parched, and annual 
vegetation has quite disappeared from them. But who shall 
record the beauty and interest of the flowers of the wide- 
spreading marsh-lands of this globe of ours, from those of the 
vast wet woods of America, dark and brown, and hidden 
from the sunbeams, to those of the breezy uplands of the high 
Alps, far above the woods, where the little bogs teem with 
Nature’s most brilliant flowers, joyous in the sun? No one 
worthily ; for many mountain-swamp regions are ag yet as 
little known to us as those of the Himalaya, with their giant 
Primroses and many strange and lovely flowers. One thing, 
however, we may gather from our small experiences—that 
many plants commonly termed “alpine,” and found on high 
mountains, are true bog-plants. This must be clear to any- 
one who has seen our pretty. Bird’s-eye Primrose in the wet 
mountain-side bogs of Westmoreland, or the Bavarian Gentian 
in the spongy soil by alpine rivulets, or the Gentianella 
(Gentiana acaulis) in the snow ooze. 
Bogs are neither found or desired in or near our gardens 
now-a-days, but, wherever they are, there are many handsome 
flowers from other countries that will thrive in them as freely 
as in their native wastes. 
Partridge Berry (Gualtheria). 
