THE FLORAL TELEGRAPH. 9 
the delight of being the first man to 
enter a place tabooed for more than 
a hundred years !—to say nothing of 
the satiating of an ardent curiosity to 
see what hand Nature would make at 
Floriculture, when left to herself for 
a century. Was I not strongly im- 
? 
Before the old domestic was fairly 
out of sight, I found myself uncon¬ 
sciously poking with my cane against 
the crumbling door. It seemed, by 
its yieldingness, to tempt invasion. 
As I wish, dear ladies, to stand highly 
in your estimation, know that, in my 
youth, I carried arms. At the moment 
that I was thus attacking the gate 
