Veilchenblau. Rambler. (1909.) This is a many-caned, strong growing 
climber, with clean, glossy, but not evergreen foliage. Produces great masses of 
spring bloom, in clusters of 114 inch semi-double cupped flowers starting brilliant 
crimson, then passing quickly to magenta and darker shades. ‘This writer’s Pillar 
of Veilchenblau in Redlands some years ago was a “‘picture in violet tones” of 
superb beauty. Wa 
Viergede Clery. Centifolia. (1888.) A healthy symmetrical plant, unusu- 
ally prolific spring bloom, only. Snow white, double flowers, very sweet-scented. 
We ventured a comment this spring to a visitor that “we preferred Mme. Hardy,” 
to which our frank friend responded—‘Well, J prefer ... what’s that you call it, 
anyway that one there”—pointing to Vierge de Clery. Its an old saw, that dif- 
ference of opinion makes horse-races—and also keeps rose growing interesting. 2.00 
William Allen Richardson. Noisette. (1878.) Says “Modern Roses”— 
“Sport of Reve d’Or; bud pointed, flower double, fragrant, pale buff-yellow to 
apricot-yellow. Very vigorous, climbing, very free (spring) bloom; Needs pro- 
tection north of the Ohio and Potomac rivers.” Far be it from us to argue with 
such an authority as Mrs. Keays, especially as we are so greatly indebted for so many 
delightful descriptions. But this time, we shall quote only that bit from ‘“‘Old Roses” 
which tells of a child, who, when seeing the blooms of our good William Allen, 
said—"“Ob, mama, look at the poached eggs!” 1.75 
York & Lancaster, i) Rildaniaecens versicolor. (1551.) Abundant spring 
bloom on a strong, bushy plant. ‘The rose nor red nor white but stolen of both,” 
says Shakespeare. In fact we have so many “quotes” for this variety, we know not 
where to begin or leave off—for no rose has had so much mention, and none a more 
interesting history. To Dean Hole, we are indebted for this good bit— 
“York and Lancaster, thus called because it bears in im partial stripes, the colours, 
red and white, of those royal rivals who fought the Wars of the Roses, recalling 
Shakes peare’s lines— 
And here I prophesy. This brawl today, 
Grown to this faction, in the Temple Garden, 
Shall send between the Red Rose and the White, 
A thousand souls to death and deadly night.” 
But whether or no, you are a student of English history, and know your Shake- 
speare by heart, you will like York and Lancaster alone, for its gay and varied 
coloring, sweet scent and wealth of bloom. 2.00 
Wa 
We hold none other flower in sic dainty, 
As the fresh Rose in colour red and white 
For if thou dist, hurt is thine honesty 
Considering that no other flower is so perfite 
So full of virtue, pleasaunce and delight 
So full of blissful angelic beauty 
Imperial worth, honour and dignity. 
——RoBertT DunsBar, 15TH CENTURY 
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