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THE AUSTRALASIAN JOURNAL OF PHARMACY. 
ously pointed, the ovary less depressed and the style shorter. The fruit, 
irrespective of perhaps bark and wood, may also be different. 
In the last number of this periodical I alluded to some Eugenias with 
eucalyptoid calyces, by which an approach is offered thus far to the genus 
Eucalyptus ; but in the species from ] Sew Britain the petals being entirely 
absent, as in all other congeners, it is not likely, that the carpologic charac- 
teristics will prove others than those of Eucalyptus and not eugenioid. 
I seize on this opportunity, as perhaps the last that ever would be 
afforded me, to connect with a distinct specific form of the genus Eucalyptus 
now permanently the name of Prof. Ch. Naudin, Ph.D., Memb. de l’lnst., 
Director of the famous experimental garden of Antibes, who by cultural 
researches and watchful studies in that grand Institution has much aided in 
augmenting the forest-resources of the countries around the Mediterranean Sea, 
and who has simultaneously by literary elucidations even at a venerable age 
brought the Eucalypts in his own great country under fuller cognisance as 
among the leading timber trees of the globe. 
PHARMACY IN COUNTRY AND TOWN. 
By “Pila.” 
To turn from the listless, slow, and in many cases positively idle man, to one 
who is energetic, and consequently prosperous, is always a pleasurable experience. 
I have often asserted that enterprise is better and more quickly rewarded in these 
colonies than in any other country, not excluding the great Anglo-Saxon com- 
munities of North America. Given fair health and ordinary qualifications, all 
may get on, and, by judicious management, make provision for the future, even 
if the “pile” does not attain a very remarkable altitude. 
A contrast — a very great contrast — to the usual run of pharmacists came 
under my notice on one occasion in the eastern portion of Victoria. This 
gentleman had found — probably by experience — that, population being limited — no 
railway at the time he started — and the climate remarkably healthy, the sale 
of drugs, although highly respectable, and profitable, too, having regard to the 
investment, did yet barely suffice to pay expenses, and, what was quite as bad, 
only occupied a small portion of his time. 
Determined not to be idle — and this determination is the foundation of fortune — 
he started a general store, and in a few years had a going concern that would 
titillate the salivary ducts of some Melbourne “ merchants !” 
After making myself known to this enterprising chemist as one of his “ilk” 
seeking information, I was shown over the establishment, or, rather, series of 
businesses, collected on one piece of ground within a “ ring ” fence. First I was 
shown a vast ironmongery establishment under distinct management, containing, 
apparently, enough nails, bolts, screws, tools, &c., to supply a town. Attached 
to this was a plumber’s shop in full swing, everything complete, and, beyond, the 
clang of hammers betrayed the tinsmith. Pumps, chains, buckets, and hooks 
were stored under sheds in the yard, one side of which was used as a depot for 
sawn timber, split rails, posts, &c. Through a door, and we are in a draper’s 
shop, smiling young ladies in the “ millinery department,” smart young men 
behind the counters, a staff of clerks and boys, all quite as good, but, of course, 
not so extensive, as some town shops. Alongside this a grocery store, containing 
the multifarious condiments which modern civilisation demands even among free 
selectors. Away in the dim distance at the bottom of the store, sacks of seed, 
trusses of straw, and something like a good stock of pianos, were just discernible. 
