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THE FLORIST. 
hover round a beautiful Rose in happy joy like a butterfly, don’t go at 
it like a grub. If Louise Peyronney smiles on you, why sigh for 
Loelia; or if Lcelia delights with her magnificent beauty, why stay 
your admiration to repine because she is not Tea-scented. Abjure, 
too, for ever, as a robber of your content and happiness, that mean 
insatiate “ if”—“ if it were but a Perpetual,” “if it were but a little 
larger,” &c. Try by all means to attain the attributes you desiderate, 
but, until you attain them, enjoy with a thankful heart the charms 
and graces before you. 
Of the chief perfections of the Rose, its colour, form, and fragrance, 
it were presumptuous to say much unto readers of the Florist, but I 
may, perhaps, be allowed to refer to some minor claims not so generally 
discussed, but of great importance to all lovers of a garden, and espe¬ 
cially to two classes thereof—to men of limited experience, and to men 
of limited means. 
The Rose is easy to cultivate. —Wherever pure English air has 
access, it will bloom. Some soils may prefer the Manetti, and some 
the Briar, and some may need much more additional support than 
others ; but where flowers grow, there blooms the Rose. 
It is adapted for all purposes. —Do you wish to cover that huge 
ugly brick-wall with the drear and bleak west aspect ? What will do 
it for you so speedily, so successfully, as Rosa sempervirens ? 
Rampant, for instance, once established, will spread itself over the 
whole space in no time, and be peeping down the chimney pots in a 
couple of years. Do you want a single tree, or a gigantic bed? 
What shall excel a fine standard of Jules Margottin for the first, or 
any amount of Gloire de Dijon, and the Geant, or General Jacquemi¬ 
not, H.P. you can plant, for the latter ? and as to cut flowers for the 
bouquetier, the drawing room, or the dessert table, consult the best 
authorities extant; ask the ladies. 
Its reign is as long as it is glorious. —With glass you may have 
it always ; without glass seven months in the year. The beautiful 
Banksioe sparkles first in the firmament in May; and in November, I 
have this year cut some of the most beautiful blooms of Gloire de Dijon 
and Narcisse (from standards against an east wall), and of Souvenir de 
la Reine d’Angleterre (a very delightful addition to our autumnal 
bloomers, so numerous on paper, but so rare on the tree), and of the 
Duchess of Sutherland, that Rose growers would desire to see. 
It is cheap. —For a couple of shillings you may have a well-grown 
beautiful specimen of a most beautiful Rose. “ Ladies and gentlemen ” 
(to quote the auctioneer), “ I blush to mention so paltry a sum in 
connection with so glorious an article ; ” but, seriously, how can half- 
a-crown be more remuneratively, rationally spent than in an “ extra 
picked tall standard” of Paul Ricaut? This is all very well, some may 
say, but I wish to be au courant du jour, and to have new Roses like 
my wealthier neighbours. Such aspirations are somewhat unreason¬ 
able, but the Rose is an indulgent mistress, and allows luxuries even 
to her poorer subjects. Learn to “ bud.” Buy your stocks at a penny 
a piece, and spend your surplus money in procuring the newer kinds. 
I shall not offend my friends in the trade by giving this advice, because 
