A GARDEN DIARY 179 
APRIL 26, 1900 
Ble reddening of our sundew patch has 
brought back to my mind various sundew 
experiments, carried on long since, with all the 
zeal of youth and enthusiasm. In this, as in 
every other walk of biology, the investigators of 
those days, amateur and scientist alike, followed 
with docility in the wake of their master. Darwin 
played the tune, and all the rest of us, great and 
small, danced to his piping. 
To the best of my recollection my own investi- 
gations were chiefly carried on standing stork 
fashion upon a tussock, surrounded by an inky 
opacity, which threatened to draw the investigator 
downwards with a clutch, more tenacious and 
formidable than that of any sundew. To the 
faithful Irish botanist the poverty of the Flora 
of Ireland as compared with that of Great Britain 
has always been a serious humiliation. In this 
respect these Droseracee form an exception. 
Of the few British species all, I think, are to 
be found upon the bogs of the West of Ireland, 
