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particularly beautiful; and Platystemon californicum and Limnanthus 
Douglassi formed quite large handsome flowers. Malope grandijiora , on 
the contrary, was poor and dwarf, neither the flower nor the stem being 
much larger than those of Nemophila insignis; (Enothera Drummondi 
was also small and pale ; and Collinsia bicolor smaller than C. grandijiora. 
Alstrcemeria aurantiaca was growing freely and flowering abundantly in 
the open air, with Francoa appendiculata , and all the most beautiful of 
the Pentstemons. Of the latter, P. Murrayanum and P. gentianoides were 
perfectly splendid. I was very much astonished, and I might almost say 
mortified, to find the annuals so very different from what I had described 
them in my coloured work on the subject; and it will be a lesson to me 
henceforward, always to mention the soil and climate under which I have 
found plants thrive, and the reverse, when I describe them. 
Glasgow , July 26.—The city of Glasgow itself offers little to interest 
the traveller. The botanic garden is in a transition state, being half 
transferred from a dull, smoky, town-like situation, to a most romantic 
spot on the banks of the lovely river Kelvin. Of the garden itself I can 
say little; it probably will be handsome, but at present nothing can look 
more miserable. The half-built hothouses and lodges, the broken-up 
roads, the newly-planted trees, which looked cold and shivering in the 
piercing blasts to which their elevated situation is exposed, presented a 
picture which even my fertile imagination could not clothe with beauty; 
and it was not till I saw the old trees remaining on the sloping bank of 
the river, that I could fancy it would become beautiful in time. I was, 
however, very glad to be introduced by Mr. Stewart Murray, the curator 
of the garden, to Dr. Gardener, a young man who has visited the Organ 
mountains of Brazil, and made a most valuable collection, not only of 
plants, but of other objects of natural history. Some of my readers may 
perhaps be amused to hear (as I was myself) that these celebrated moun¬ 
tains receive their name from their strong resemblance to the pipes of an 
organ. They are exceedingly rich in plants, particularly in Orchidaceee, 
and till the last few years were very little known. 
The Necropolis at Glasgow is the handsomest cemetery I have ever 
seen; and it is the most easily visited, as we drove up to the very top by 
an inclined-plane-like road, which did not seem to distress the horses at 
all. The situation is very striking, as the ground on which the cemetery 
is placed adjoins the old cathedral so closely, that the statue of John 
Knox, which forms the highest point of the Necropolis, appears to frown 
at the “ idolatrous building” below, as though he still menaced it with 
destruction. Several of the graves were decorated with little flower- 
gardens ; but I did not think they looked so well as those which had 
