only awards — were in quiet tulip tones; these were double-faced 
satin ribbons; in one the color of the Darwins, — Dream and Godet 
Parjait were seen; in another the lovely hues of John Ruskin. 
"Perfection" can no farther go, — yet the perfection of this Show rests 
on a solid practical foundation, for Mr. J. W. Elliott, one of the judges 
of the single Tulips and Collections, assured me that it was altogether 
unusual to find classifications so perfectly done as was done here. 
The Committee in charge were Mrs. Benjamin Warren and Miss 
Jessie S. Hendrie, and they gave the Club and the public — which was 
cordially invited — a fine example of a Flower Show, perfect in all its 
aspects, with no apparent handicap from the bad season of 102 1, 
Louisa Yeomans King. 
In a letter from the Santa Barbara correspondent to News and Vegetable 
Views, she writes: "In our part of the world you do 'not buy real Gardens 
estate — you buy climate and scenery! And while your deed calls for 
the "dirt and the fences" you often have many boulders thrown in as 
well. It is sometimes difficult to find enough cleared land to make 
an orderly vegetable garden — it doesn't really matter, for why should 
the humble things march forever in rows to their death? Why not 
allow them more freedom and let them join hands in circles, or 
even play hide-and-seek round the garden? I know a flat sandstone 
boulder which has a rosy wreath of beets around it; the cook remem- 
bers it, and thins it judiciously. Parsley keeps the vacant spacesgreen. 
Chili peppers hang their red pods against a background of Monterey 
cypress — far more effective than scarlet salvia. Gray-green artichokes 
fling their deeply serrated leaves over lichen-covered rocks in the 
choicest part of the garden — acanthus leaves are not more decorative. 
Last summer a watermelon vine twined round and over a huge boulder, 
ripening its fruit from the stored-up heat of the stone — quite lovely. 
News has recently been received of the death in Upper Burma, on Mr. Farrar's 
the frontier of Tibet, of one of the ablest of scientific English explorers, Death 
Mr. Reginald Farrar, who spent several j^ears in traversing regions 
which were almost unknown to Europeans — and which no European 
traveler seems to have described. His aims were largely botanical, and 
as he made his way through these wild and mountainous regions, — 
always facing hardships and sometimes dangers — he discovered a large 
number of new species of plants, and brought back with him a great 
many seeds of herbaceous plants and shrubs, some of which now adorn 
English gardens. His journeys and researches are recorded in a work 
of two volumes — On the Eaves of the World. The drawings he 
made of the flowers were exhibited in London and excited much 
admiration. Two years ago his love of botany and passion for adven- 
ture led him to take the journey from which he never returned, 
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