MARCH. 
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designs. There are 
among these at that 
season perhaps the 
Azalea is the best. 
Roses can only be 
got sufficiently per¬ 
fect for this pur¬ 
pose with great diffi¬ 
culty. The most of 
them are besides in¬ 
clined to rise, and 
can scarcely be 
trained to make 
suitable plants, with 
a good balance of 
bloom, sufficient for 
all sides. Not so 
with the Azalea, and 
perhaps nothing 
tells so well in the 
centre of a large 
only a very few plants adapted for table decoration, and 
table as a good standard (see fig. 2). 
Cliveden. (To be continued.') J. Fleming. 
CHRONICLES OF A TOWN GARDEN.—No. III. 
My second batch of Single Italian Narcissus are now in flower, or, rather, 
I should say that I have a pot of Italian Narcissus in full bloom, composed of 
three bulbs from Jersey, and three from Holland. My aim has been to com¬ 
pare these with those of French production, and also those from Holland, with 
their confreres from the Channel Isle. As I have stated before, the bulbs from 
the latter places are smaller, and different in appearance from the former, but 
they do not grow so strongly, or produce such large trusses of flowers. Yet I 
like their dwarf habit for in-door work, as bulbs grown in a room where there 
is a fire will get drawn up, and somewhat lanky. For early flowering get 
Parisian bulbs, for later blooming get Dutch ; by these means you will secure 
a succession of flower; and I hold the Paper White Narcissus to be one of the 
best subjects for “ In-door Gardening” during the winter months. They will 
grow readily in almost any description of soil; it is a characteristic of the 
Polyanthus Narcissus that the smallest possible space and the simplest treat¬ 
ment will not fail to produce an abundant head of bloom. On a settle close by 
me, as I write, are two small pots scarcely larger than an imperial half-pint 
measure, into each of which I placed, in October last, a bulb of a Polyanthus 
Narcissus. A little moss was placed at the bottom of the pot, and when the 
bulb was put on this, a very small quantity of soil only could be shaken round 
it. And yet, so “ cabined, cribbed, confined,” they are both throwing up 
wonderful—I might say colossal—spikes of flower, from which I am hoping to 
get trusses containing from sixteen to twenty flowers each. The dimensions of 
the flower-stalks are out of all proportion to those of the pots, something like 
the Nelson Column would be if erected on a space no larger than one of the 
basins in Trafalgar Square. The roots are constantly issuing from the surface 
of the soil; and I am sometimes apprehensive that they may cause the pot to 
