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JAMES VICK’S SONS, ROCHESTER, N. Y. 
“Life's "briars and roses*-its gladness and gloom— 
Do they vanish together? oh, no! 
The flow'rets we pluck, and condense their perfume , 
The weeds to the desert we throw." 
— Browning. 
M 0, little, faded Rose hud. 
What memories to thee cling, 
Of the happy, olden summer. 
Of the happy, olden spiing" 
— Mrs. Charlotte E. Fisher 
■Rose. *Bon Silene. Rich shade of crimson, beautifully tinged with 
salmon. For many years this variety has been a leading kind for 
forcing, on account of the great size and beauty of its buds. The 
flowers on opening are semi-double, which makes it desirable in the 
bud form only, delightfully fragrant. 
Catherine Mermet. One of the finest varieties in cultivation, 
with buds of the largest size, and handsomest form. The petals are 
gracefully recurved, so as to show a lovely bright pink center, which 
gracefully shades towards the outer edge to a very light pink. Plant 
of strong growth and free blooming habit, very fragrant. 
L.a Pactole, pale lemon. 
Mad. Joseph Schwartz. Blush, edged with carmine. Flow¬ 
ers cup-shaped and borne in clusters. 
Pi iphetos. Pure white; very large. 
Rose. Perle des Jardins. Rich shade of yellow, very perfect; 
in form, free grower, and very profuse bloomer; extra fine. 
Papa Gontier. Brilliant carmine, changing to pale rose; reverse 
of petals purplish red; large. A magnificent variety that is becom¬ 
ing very popular, on account of the size and beautiful form of its, 
buds. 
Safrano. Bright saffron-yellow, changing to fawn, sometime* 
tinged with rose; beautiful buds; fragrant. 
The 3ride. This is a sport from Catherine Mermet, and is identical 
with that variety except in color. The flowers are very large, pure 
white, borne on long, stiff stems, and very lasting after being cut;* 
fragrant. 
Valle de Chamounix. Back and base of petals bright yellow, 
center of flowers highly colored with copper and rose. 
Each, IS cents; 
the set ^1.00. 
“ And from rose to rose she wandered , kissing here and there 
Drops of honey dew that glistened , on the roses fair." 
— Lydia F. Hinman. 
** Because the rose must fade , 
Shall I not love the rose ? " 
— Richard Watson Gilder. 
