
GLoIE DE Dijon, CLIMBER—‘‘ WITH SUNSET HuEs IN ITs Heart” 
e€limbing Broses 
“Tf Solomon said that ‘of making many books there is no end,’ surely 
the same may be said of Climbing Roses; for when will their multipli- 
cation ever cease? Yet do we wish it to cease? I, for one, love them too: 
well not to desire more and yet more, and again more. New or old, 
Summer-flowering or perpetual, Tea, Noisette, Rambler, Ayrshire, 
Cherokee or Bramble-leaved from North America, Wichuriana from 
Japan, Sinica from Tartary, Brunonis from the Himalayas, or the last 
new Hybrid, all are thrice welcome wherever wall, bank, fence, arch, 
pillar, dead or living tree can be found for them.” —Roser G. KincsLEY 
efillar GRoses 
“Pillar Roses, some rising singly here and there, like the proud 
standards of victorious troops, some meeting in graceful conjunction, 
saluting each other like our forefathers and foremothers in the stately 
minuet—bowing themselves like tall and supple cavaliers, into arches 
of courtesy, with keystones of cocked hats. In both stages these Pillar 
Roses are beautiful additions to the Rose Garden.” 
—A Book ABouT RossEs, DEAN HoLe, ENGLAND, 1869 
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