March 14, 1896. 
THE GARDENING WORLD 
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etc., in first-class condition (Bronze Banksian Medal). 
A large number of Hyacinths and Tulips in pots 
were also shown by the same firm. The flower 
spikes of the former were exceedingly large and 
heavy, such varieties as Lord Derby, L'lnnocence. 
La Grandesse, Ida, Von Schiller, Lord Salisbury, 
and Norma appearing to special advantage. The 
Tulips were well represented by Ophir d’Or, May 
Scarlet, Keizerkroon, and White Pottebakker. Side 
by side with the bulbous element appeared a bright 
little batch of early spring flowers, conspicuous 
among which were some grand bunches of the superb 
new Violet, The California. A Silver Gilt Banksian 
Medal was deservedly awarded Messrs. W. Cutbush 
& Son for the display. 
Mr. John R. Box, West Wickham, contributed a 
number of well-grown Cinerarias. The plants were 
well-flowered, of dwarf habit, and very vigorous 
throughout, whilst the blooms themselves were of 
extra large size and exhibited a vast range of colour 
(Silver Banksian Medal). 
A very tastefully-arranged group of miscellaneous 
flowering and foliage plants was put up by Messrs. 
John Laidg & Sons, Forest Hill, S.E. Caladiums 
Madame Jules Pigot and Louis Van Houtte, a neat 
little collection of well-grown Bertolonias, Boronias, 
Cyclamens, and Crotons, were all in fine condition 
here (Silver Banksian Medal). 
Mr. George Mount, The Rose Nurseries, 
Canterbury, sent a considerable number of cut Roses 
in superb condition for the time of year. The foliage 
throughout was clean, healthy, and vigorous, and the 
blooms were splendidly coloured, considering the 
earliness of the season. Catharine Mermet, The 
Bride, La France, Captain Hayward, Niphetos, and 
Ethel Brownlow, were among the most noteworthy 
varieties in a collection in which all were good 
(Silver Flora Medal). 
A nice little batch of well-flowered Cyclamen was 
contributed by Mr.Thorne, gardener to Major Joicey, 
Sunningdale Park, Ascot, for which a Silver Banks¬ 
ian Medal was given. 
Messrs. J. James & Sons, Woodside, Farnham 
Royal, Slough, were well to the front with examples 
of their now celebrated strain of Cinerarias. Although 
the plants were very dwarf in habit, the foliage was 
large, sturdy, and of great substance, whilst the 
flowers were characterized by their remarkable size 
and superb shape and depth and variety of colouring 
(Silver Banksian Medal). 
Messrs. H. Cannell & Sons also exhibited a large 
quantity of the well-known Swanley Cinerarias. 
The huge bloom trusses appeared to great advantage 
above the glossy green hue of the leaves (Silver 
Banksian Medal). 
A fine collection of hardy spring flowers was con¬ 
tributed by Mr. T. S. Ware, Hale Farm Nurseries, 
Tottenham, N., for which a Silver Banksian Medal 
was awarded. Narcissi, as may be expected, formed 
an important feature, and of these, Emperor, Golden 
Spur, Henry Irving, Barrii conspicuus, and 
Horsefieldi, were some of the best forms shown. 
Other pretty plants were Erythronium Dens-canis 
album, Saxifraga Stracheyi, Scillasand Chionodoxas 
in variety. 
Messrs. Paul & Son, The Old Nurseries, Cheshunt, 
also sent a neat little group of early spring flowers, 
in which Saxifraga Stracheyi again occupied a 
prominent position. A quantity of Amaryllis and 
pillar Roses also came from the same firm. A 
magnificent display of Camellias in pots and cut 
blooms of the same were contributed by Messrs. Wm. 
Paul & Son, Waltham Cross. The high award of a 
Silver Gilt Flora Medal it obtained was, without 
doubt, thoroughly deserved. 
Messrs. John Peed & Sons, Roupell Park Nurseries, 
staged a small quantity of well-grown foliage and 
flowering plants, including Orchids, in first-clsss style 
(Bronze Banksian Medal). Mr. Wm. Bull sent some 
nice specimens of Geonoma acaulis, Nidularium Inno- 
centii striatum and Crinum Moorei variegatum, all of 
them in excellent health. 
Messrs. James Veitch & Sons, Chelsea, were very 
extensive exhibitors of Cyclamen, Primulas, 
Amaryllis, etc. The Cyclamens were splendidly - 
grown young plants, mostly in 48-sized pots. Some 
grand white, purple, pink, and deep crimson varieties 
were forthcoming (Silver Flora Medal). The pretty 
little blue Primroses were likewise much in evidence 
as vigorous and well-flowered as ever (Silver Banks¬ 
ian Medal). The Amaryllis included some splendid 
sorts, notably Oracle, Brutus, and Prospero. Men¬ 
tion must also be made of some fine plants of Pieris 
japonica, and some well-berried specimens of Aucuba 
japonica. 
The Church Road Nursery Co.’s exhibit of Cycla¬ 
men formed an exceedingly attractive group, for the 
plants, although of no great size, were remarkably 
floriferous, nor were the individual blooms lacking 
in good points (Silver Banksian Medal). 
Yet another batch of the same popular flower came 
from Mr. Hawkes, gardener to the Earl of Jersey, 
Osterley Park, Isleworth. The plants in this case 
were of considerable size, and carried enormous 
quantities of flowers (Silver Banksian Medal). 
Messrs. Barr & Son, of King Street, Covent 
Garden, had a rich and varied collection of hardy 
flowers. Narcissus, Ard Rigb, N. Countess of 
Annesley, N. Henry Irving, Helleborus punctatus, 
Iris reticulata, I. r. major, Saxifraga oppositifolia 
splendens, S. Boydi alba, and Cyclamen ibericum 
roseum were a few amongst many gems that found 
a place here (Bronze Banksian Medal). 
A Cultural Commendation was awarded Mr. 
Charles Turner, of Slough, for a very fine specimen 
plant of Richardia elliottiana. The spathe was of 
a remarkably rich yellow hue and the leaves large 
and prettily mottled with white. A similar award 
was made to the Baroness Burdett Coutts for four 
grand plants of Begonia Gloire de Sceaux. 
The labours of the Fruit and Vegetable Committee 
were not of so onerous a nature as those of the 
Floral Committee. Mr. S. Mortimer, Rowledge, 
Farnham, had samples of his new Cucumber Marvel, 
which, judging by the plants in pots that were shown, 
is indeed a marvel of fertility. The fruit is of 
medium size, excellent shape, and superior flavour. 
Samples of another new Cucumber, Frogmcre 
Prolific, were sent by Mr. O. Thomas, The Royal 
Gardens, Windsor. 
A Silver Banksian Medal fell to the lot of the 
Duke of Gordon and Richmond, for a nice collection 
of Apples in an excellent state of preservation. 
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EILEY DEAJlE 
By Evelyn C. Griffiths. 
(All rights reserved.) 
CHAPTER X.— Concluded. 
Lord Bewdley sank into an arm-chair with a 
smothered groan ; he saw there was no help for it ; 
the girl must tell her tale in her own way. 
"Well, as I was a-saying,” Susan continued, 
" Mrs. Prigaul says to me, ‘ Susan, maybe as how 
you'd like to have a holiday ?' So, says I, ‘ Thank 
you, Mrs. Prigaul, I ain’t got no objection ? ’ Very 
well,’ says she, 1 then you can go to-day, Susan, and 
have a week.’ ” 
“ But about Miss Eiley, Susan ? " again ventured 
Lord Bewdley. 
" Yes, my lord, I’m a-telling of you,” replied 
Susan, giving him another injured look which made 
his lordship collapse again in his arm-chair. 
" You be a dreadful impatient gentleman, asking 
your pardon by saying so! So I takes the train and 
comes up to London, as might be yesterday. It was 
a-raining dreadful, and the mud ! I never see nothing 
like it! I got my Sunday dress in a awful state, 
for that horrid mud come right over the tops of my 
boots! And there was a policeman a-standing in the 
middle of the road, my lord, all amongst the carts, 
and he laughed at me that hearty that his belt 
went and bursted ! It made me feel cross at the 
time, my lord ; but I won't say nothing about him 
now, as he must be run over by this time, poor 
thing ! It was very stupid-like of him to go a-stand- 
in the middle of all the carts like that ; he might 
a-knowed as how be would get run over ! ’’ 
“ Good heavens, girl, you will drive me dis¬ 
tracted ! ” suddenly exclaimed Lord Bewdley, 
springing up from his chair and pacing the room 
excitedly; then stopping before Susan he asked 
almost fiercely: *• Can you not answer a plain 
question when you are asked ? All I want to know 
is, where is Miss Deane ? ” 
The tears came into Susan's eyes as she answered 
submissively : " I ask your pardon, my lord, I am 
sorry to have made you angry, but I thought your 
lordship wanted to hear about poor Miss Eiley.” 
" There, do not cry, my good girl,” said Lord 
Bewdley, sitting down again. “ I’m not angry with 
you, but you are so very long in coming to the 
point. What is the the name of the street where 
Miss Deane is living ? ” 
"I'll tell you, my lord,” replied Susan, choking 
down a sob. “ I was a-going to spend my holiday 
with a aunt of mine as lives in the Borough ; she’s 
father’s own sister, as married her husband five years 
come Christmas. Well, aunt and her husband was 
very pleased to see me, and so was Ned and Harry. 
" Yes, yes ; go on, Susan.” 
" I’ll jump to tea-time to-day; well, my lord, we 
was all a-sitting at tea quite comfortable-like, Ned 
alongside of me, and Harry alongside of aunt and 
uncle—lor, I ’most forget where uncle was a-sitting ; 
oh, I remember! Uncle was a-sitting the other side 
of me—yes, that was it. We was all very busy eating 
of shrimps, when all of a sudden we hears a loud 
crash upstairs. We all jumped up as if we had been 
shot, and aunt upset the milk over the shrimps, and 
the tea over the crumpets—lor, such a mess ! We 
looked at each other without saying nothing for a 
longtime; then aunt says, 'Did you hear that?’ 
•Yes,’ says we. * It must be the top lodger,’ says 
she. ‘ Susan, you go up and see what be the 
matter.’ ‘All right, aunt, if you'll come along of 
me,’ says I. • But who be your top lodger, aunt ? ’ 
•A lady,’ says she; ‘a real one, too, but pretty 
nigh a-starving for all that. I don’t believe as how 
she have had a bit of dinner since she’ve been here ; 
but she pays her rent regular, so it ain’t no business 
of mine. But come along, Susan, let’s see what’s a- 
going on up there.’ So me and aunt goes up, my 
lord, to the attic, and aunt, she knocks at the door, 
but there ain’t no answer. ' Susan,’ says she, 
'shall we open the door ? 1 ‘I’m half a-fear’d aunt,’ 
says I. ' Ob,’ says aunt, ‘ There ain’t nothing to 
be a-fear'd of ; come on.’ With that she opens the 
door and we goes in. 
“ And you found Eil—Miss Deane,” exclaimed 
Lord Bewdley, excitedly. 
" I’m a-telling of you, my lord,” cried Susan, 
speaking hurriedly, and getting very warm on her 
narrative. " If your lordship ain't go no objection, 
I’ll move a bit farther from the fire, Tor its awful 
hot.” 
His lordship having assured her more impatiently 
than politely that he had no objection, Susan moved 
her chair further back and continued her tale. 
" Where did I get to ? Oh, the atiic. Well, there 
warn’t much furniture in it.” 
“ Never mind the furniture, my good girl! Do 
get on.” 
“ Yes, my lord, the top lodger was lying in the 
middle of the attic, right on her poor face ; and she 
had been a-painting, for there was her—her—the 
thing as she stood her picture on, clean a-top of 
her, picture and all! The paints were all over the 
floor, and some oil a-running all over her dress ; 
there, it just was a mess! Well, aunt and me, we 
moves away the—the—thing, and the picture and 
the paints from off a-top of her ; and then we turns 
her over and my heart jumped right into my mouth, 
for who do you think it was, my lord ? But I won't 
keep you a-waiting, because you’d never guess ! It 
was Miss Eiley ! She looked that white, my lord, I 
thought as how the poor dear was dead ! ” 
"Did she come round?” anxiously asked Lord 
Bewdley. 
" Where, my lord ? " 
“ I mean, did she revive from the fainting fit ? ” 
" Yes, my lord ; but she was dreadful weak, and so 
white and thin ; aunt said it was because she ain't 
had nothing to eat; so I got her some tea, but she 
wouldn’t take it, my lord; said she didn’t want 
nothing! ” 
“ Does Miss Deane know that you have come to 
see me ? ” 
"No, my lord,” answered Susan, smiling cun¬ 
ningly. " I didn’t go for to tell her that! She'd be 
a-fear'd as how you would come to see her, and she 
wouldn’t want that, I knows. Miss Eiley is a bit 
proud-like, and wouldn’t on no account let your 
lordship call upon her up in aunt's top attic! But 
you will come and see her, won’t you, my lord ? ” 
“ Yes, Susan ; it is too late for me to call to-night, 
so I will come round in the morning about twelve 
o'clock.” 
“ Oh! I'm so glad; and will you marry Miss 
Eiley at once, my lord, so as she needn’t be aunt’s 
top lodger no longer ? ” 
" I hope so, Susan. That will depend upon what 
Miss Eiley has to say when I see her to-morrow.” 
Before Susan could make any remark Cuthbert 
opened the door, and announced in a loud voice, “The 
Rev. Wilfred Graham.” 
"Glad to see you, my dear Wilfred; just the 
fellow I want. (Turning to Susan.) Now good-night, 
Susan. You were a go:d girl to come to me so 
promptly ; I shall not forget the kindness and all the 
trouble you have taken in this matter. You must 
tell me about your Jim another time, and let me 
know when the happy day is to come oft.” 
The giggling and delighted Susan made many pro¬ 
testations when his lordship would show her out 
himself; he thought it was wisest to do so, not 
wishing the hall to be the scene of another pitched 
battle. 
Having closed the hall door, he returned to his 
friend. 
“ Wilfred,” he said, excitedly, “ What is the name 
of your artist ? ” 
“ Deane, Miss Deane : a lady artist.” 
“ Why did you not tell me before ? ” asked Lord 
Bewdley. 
“ My dear Arthur,” cried the curate, surprised at 
the excited state of his usually cool friend, “ How 
could I possibly know you would be interested in 
Miss Deane ? You never told me that you were 
acquainted with any lady of that name.” 
“No, that is true,” said Lord Bewdley. "Pull 
your chair up to the fire, old man, and I will make 
full confession.” 
He told the curate of Eiley’s stay at the Manor, 
his subsequent love for her, her dismissal and loss, 
and Susan’s discovery. 
" How did you come to know her, Wilfred ? ’’ 
" It was in this way ; you know I was always fond 
of pictures. Well, there is a little shop I sometimes 
go to, just off the Strand; occasionally there are 
some good prints to be found in it, and the old 
man generally sells them at a moderate price. I 
was there one day, looking over a folio, when I 
heard the man say somewhat rudely, ‘ Oh ! it's no 
use you bringing me any more: I have not sold the 
last I had from you, and I can’t afford to keep 
things on hand any length of time.’ Then a girl's voice, 
a little tremulously, * Will you not take one or two 
of them ? I am very anxious to sell some if possible.’ 
