LATER FLOWERS 



gal lily lifts its handsome trumpet among the 

 spikes of yet another campanula, latifolia, and in 

 front of these two are the clear, cool, pink flow- 

 ers of an annual new to me this year — Sutton's 

 Silene, Rose Queen. Balsams, the camellia- 

 flowered ones of a very pale flesh-pink, white 

 petunias, and another most valuable perennial 

 which I owe to seed from the gardens of Warley 

 Place, adenophora, make fine foreground plant- 

 ings for the campanulas and lilies, and I expect 

 much from my first trials of Mignon dahlias, 

 white and yellow, strong plants but not yet in 

 bud. 



July 20. — Fourteen days of a tropical sun in 

 Michigan, a test through which the fine rambler 

 rose Excelsa comes forth triumphant. Clusters of 

 its deep-pink flowers hang loosely against the 

 heated wood of a high green garden-gate, as fresh 

 after passing through July's burning fiery furnace 

 as though they had opened the day before. 



Ghiselaine de Feligonde, a rambler lately brought 

 into the garden, is minutely described elsewhere 

 on these pages. But may I repeat a little ^ This 

 rose is about an inch and a quarter in diameter, 

 flat in form, with a thick mat of bright yellow sta- 

 mens and a centre of pale yellow; certainly I know 



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