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completely that the foliage was scarcely visible. These plants 
varied in height from 1 to 2 feet, and would have been an im¬ 
portant acquisition to any conservatory. The annexed figure is 
of a spray from one of these small plants, and the effect of a 
thousand of such panicles hanging from the roof of a house may 
be imagined. Clematis indivisa is a native of New Zealand, 
and has been in this country for many years. It is not a 
little surprising that it is not found in a great number of gardens, 
as it should be included in every select list of greenhouse climbers. 
Being an evergreen it has a neat and not uuattractive appearance 
after the flowers have faded, and it will grow in any cool house 
from which frost is exc-lu led. 
SO-CALLED LARGE BUNCHES OF GRAPES. 
I thank “ Druid ” and the Editor for forwarding to me a 
sample of what the former calls a “ so-called large bunch of 
Grapes.” I regret if my remarks appeared dogmatical, but I can 
hardly see how “ Druid ’’ can disclaim casting a slur on past 
exhibits. His first letter on this subject appeared to convey the 
idea that many of past large bunches were not “ Iona fide." From 
the sample sent I now quite understand what “Druid” means. 
The cluster sent is undoubtedly not a single bunch, but two 
distinct bunches. I have, however, seen many large 
bunches grown which were single bunches, and not 
clusters produced by manipulating. The true stem of a 
bunch is so different from the wood of a lateral that 
deception cannot be easy, and I do not think that many 
—if any—clusters, such as “ Druid ” writes about, have 
ever been passed off for single bunches. I again thank 
“Druid ” for sending what has enabled me to thoroughly 
understand what he meant, and trust he will pardon my 
misapprehension of what he intended to explain.— 
A Geowee. 
NORTHWARDS—ABOUT STIRLING. 
Now and then an out-of-the-way article on a subject 
not exclusively pertaining to gardening meets with favour¬ 
able reception from those readers who cannot always rest 
satisfied with digging and pruning and potting. Just as 
this work becomes monotonous at times, so does the 
narration of it become irksome, and especially when the 
plainest of plain routine is described over and over again 
in this paper, and that by the same pens—amounting to 
a mere ringing of the changes, with really no change at 
all beyond that from ding, ding, dong to dong, dong, 
ding. As change is certified by a high authority as only 
another word for rest, I will ask my audience to rest awhile 
from laborious work and accompany me in an afternoon's 
ramble in a district full of interest to all true Britons ; and to 
take a stand on an historic site where kings and warriors of 
the past have stood, not always looking on a scene so peaceful 
Fig. 63.—Clematis ikdiyisa. 
