phe SF 
Climbing La France. (1893.) Many think it superior to the bush— 
repeats 1ts bloom—a lovely climber. 2.00 
Lamarque. Noisette. (1830.) Again, Rosamund Marriott Watson, writ- 
ing from London in 1905, tells the story far better than could we—‘‘This first 
summer month that brings the rose has brought an unaccustomed wealth of bloom to that 
little known and half-forgotten masterpiece, my Lamarque, of whose possession I am, per- 
haps, not unjustly vain. The merit, however, of setting it where it still glorifies the worn 
Stone coping of the ancient red brick wall belongs not to me, but to some beneficent Unknown, 
who planted roses some seventy years since. I would I might leave behind as sweet a monu- 
ment. The flowers are of the purest white—the dense white of the water-lily, and their great 
moon-pale cups lie open wide, like marble blossoms carved in low relief, exhaling an exqui- 
site odor. Think of the mingled virtues of lily and rose in one, and you may foreshadow some 
dim likeness of the Lamarque, should you not be so fortunate as to know it already.’’ After 
such word music as this, think I will buy one myself. 2.00 
Little Compton Creeper. L.C. (Brownell, 1938.) Our congratulations 
to the Brownells, Rhode Island, for the special excellence of their glossy foliage 
—and the all-round good health and hardiness they have bred into their crea- 
tions. Out here the buds are orange-red, opening to 3 inch single blooms of deli- 
cate rose-pink. From Mrs. Hugh Lester, North Hollywood, California, comes 
this comment,—' ‘Little Compton Creeper is definitely taking over a rather sterile slope 
which has been my despair for months,—the shading in these roses is exquisite.’ 1.75 
Louis Philippe. China. (1834.) (Fee-leep.) Among our most bountiful 
roses; Cannot remember seeing it ever, without a crop of globular deep scarlet- 
red roses, nodding a cheery welcome. Memories of the deep South, Creole beau- 
ties, New Orleans in Spring—not for Yankee gardens in cold climates . . . for 
Southern California and all warmer sections, yes! 1.50 
Louise Crette. H. Perpetual. (1915.) Ultra-conservative Hybrid Perpet- 
ual authority, Howard J. Tenner, Glastonbury, Connecticut, goes overboard (for 
him) on this one. We take the liberty of quoting verbatim his report in the 1951 
ARS Annual,—"' Bushy, spreading growth. Blooms are white with creamy centers, and 
are enormous, 6 inches across, extra double, 55 petals. Fragrant. Take a few Louise Crette 
and Paul Neyron and you will have a bouquet of peony size flowers.’’ Mr. Tenner knows 
his hybrid perpetuals. 1.50 
Maiden’s Blush. H. Alba. (1797.) If you are expecting a ‘‘wise-crack”’ 
you will be disappointed—I still believe in blushes. The rose of Mrs. Browning's 
poem... just as delicate, charming and fragrant as I hoped 1t would be. Fully 
double . . .clear, lively but soft pink, shading slightly to the edges. Vigorous 
and profuse shrub to about 8 feet. ‘For pure rose sweetness, hard to beat.”’ 
Imetre d’ Anacreon 
Douce, belle, amoureuse, et been fleurante Rose 
Que tu es a bon droit dux amours consacree! 
Ta delicate odeur hommes et dieux recree 
En bref, Rose tu es belle sur toute chosex. 
—PrerRE DE RonsarD 
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