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for plants at the end of the building, where I should be 
effectively concealed within my leafy bower. 
Here, without any attempt or desire to listen, I over¬ 
heard from time to time the remarks of those who were 
passing near, and I was specially impressed by the floral 
instruction which I received for the first time on that oc¬ 
casion. One gentleman intormed his partner that the 
berries of the Solanum were “ a kind of Siberian crab 
another, that tne Tulip, Rex rubrorum, was a “ double 
Poppy a third, that Eucharis amazonica was “one of 
those lovely orchids and a fourth (a lady) exclaimed in 
admiration, as she gazed upon a bush of Cytisus, “ What 
a dear little duck of a young laburnum !” But there were 
other flowers that night, which, even in Flora's presence, 
were more admired than ours — Heartsease and Forget-me- 
nots in the blue eyes of Beauty, Roses blushing and glow¬ 
ing on her cheeks, Lilies and Tulips upon her— 
“ Hands, lily-white, 
Lips, crimson-red,” 
much more fascinating than those which we showed in 
pots. In foliage we sustained a like defeat. They turned 
from our Croton angustifolium to the shining tresses of 
some Pair One with the Golden Locks, and tney saw no 
