THE WELL-CONSIDERED GARDEN 



scientific knowledge, or whose writings have been 

 of world-wide value to the gardening public. But 

 I could not bring myself to buy a Japanese iris 

 yclept Hobart J. Park — no, not unless some ac- 

 count of Mr. Park, his tastes and his doings, should 

 accompany his name in the plant list. Nor do 

 I find the name of J. G. Slack peculiarly inviting 

 when attached to one of that same poetic tribe of 

 iris. Do seedsmen name flowers for good cus- 

 tomers? I mightily fear it! Names, to be per- 

 fection, should first carry some descriptive qual- 

 ity, and next they should be words of beauty. 

 Many examples might be given: Dawn, most 

 aptly fit for the lovely pale-pink gladiolus which it 

 adorns; Capri (a name, of course, to conjure with), 

 a true felicity as a name for a delphinium of a rav- 

 ishing tone of sky-blue; Eyebright, for that won- 

 drous daffodil with scarlet centre; Bonfire, for the 

 salvia's burning reds; Lady Gay, the happiest hit 

 in names for that sweet little rose which will 

 dance anywhere in the sun and wind of Jime. 



A sight most lovely is, of a summer's evening, 

 to see Delphinium Moerheimi lifting its white spires 

 of flowers against a green background of shrub- 

 bery with a blue mist of sea-holly below it, and 

 in the foreground, rising from gypsophila masses, 



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