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were the same. Here, however, the difference between them was 
obvious, P. G.fruticosa having a smaller and more crimson flower, quite 
white inside the throat. There was a very handsome, purple-leaved 
variety of the common Barberry; and a splendid plant of Solanum 
crispum , covering the end of a hothouse and shed, with a stem six inches 
in circumference. The Zoological Gardens at Edinburgh, which we next 
visited, are very inferior to those in London, from their small size, from 
the want of trees and shrubs, and from the omission in most cases of the 
names of the animals. At Messrs. James Dickson and Son’s Nursery at 
Inverleith, I was delighted to see an immense stock of seedling pitcher 
plants. Some quite small, and others of various sizes, with their curious 
little pitchers as perfectly formed as those of the large plants. In the 
rockwork was a large specimen of a tree dug out of a bog in Ireland, 
part of which was completely stone, and part sufficiently soft to enable us 
to cut a portion of the bark. There were some very interesting plants in 
the greenhouses, and particularly some fine heaths. 
September 10 .—Dalmeny Park .—Earl of Roseberry. The approach 
is somewhat narrow, and shaded with trees, till it opens suddenly on a 
magnificent view of the sea, with the ruins of the old Castle standing on 
a point of rock washed by the waves. The modern house is farther from 
the sea, and much less picturesque. In the kitchen-garden was an excel¬ 
lent crop of cherries, which the gardener told us he contrived to supply 
for the table from the beginning of June to the middle of November ; the 
walls are Sued, and so contrived as to be easily covered with bunting. 
The Port Famine Fuchsia ( F. discolor) was here, as in many other 
Scotch gardens, remarkably fine, being about five feet high, and forming 
a bush at least six feet in diameter. This is found the hardiest of all the 
Fuchsias in Scotland, and the most abundant flowerer. 
When we left for Queensferry we passed the old house in ruins, with 
the garden enclosed by a balustrade, and planted with some fine old trees, 
elms, sycamores, and ashes. 
Hopetoun House .—On the road to this splendid mansion, we passed the 
ruins of a fine old monastery called West Kirk, the burial-place of the 
Dundas family. The entrance front of Hopetoun House is very fine; 
and the views from the grounds extremely beautiful. There are some 
magnificent trees, particularly the cedars, which are said to be the finest 
in Scotland. I was unfortunately, however, too ill with a violent head¬ 
ache to be able to see the grounds. 
Dundas Castle is a very fine place; but the same cause that prevented 
me from seeing the grounds at Hopetoun, did not permit me to see the 
flower-garden, which I had heard my highly praised. 
