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flower  goes  by  the  name  of  Dauntless  in  Yorkshire.  Bessie  is  a  shy 
grower,  and  although  it  has  been  out  over  thirty-five  years  it  is  not  very 
common  in  the  feathered  state. 
Bienfait  (Dutch). — Bybloemen.  Dwarf  ;  shape  narrow,  base  gene¬ 
rally  showing  blue  stains,  but  occasionally  pure.  The  white  ground  is 
very  pure,  and  the  feathering  of  a  rich  violet.  It  is  valueless  when  flamed, 
and  discarded  from  most  collections  nowadays.  Introduced  about  eighty 
years  ago.  Syns.,  Violet  Lillard,  Roi  de  Prusse,  Incomparable. 
Bijou  (Lawrence). — Byblcemen.  Tall  ;  shape  long,  creamy  base, 
best  when  flamed.  Obsolete. 
Bijou  (Scarnel). — Rose.  Dwarf ;  shape  good  base  creamy,  came  out 
with  a  great  noise  in  1850  as  a  scarlet  feathered  variety  and  was 
figured  in  the  “  Florist,”  but  was  soon  discarded  as  worthless. 
Bijou  (H.  Groldham). — Rose.  Flamed,  of  no  particular  merit.  A 
seedling  from  Portia  and  Mary. 
Bijou  des  Amateurs  (Dutch). — Bybloemen.  Best  when  flamed, 
the  base  creamy  and  marking  colour  dark  ;  much  esteemed  by  the 
London  growers  about  18-18.  Obsolete. 
Bion  (Dixon). — Rose.  Cup  long  but  pure,  best  when  feathered,  but 
is  now  seen  only  as  a  flamed  flower.  The  colour  is  dull,  and  although 
correctly  marked,  for  this  cause  is  little  thought  of.  A  seedling  from 
Comte  de  Vergennes,  raised  at  Manchester  by  the  late  Mr.  R.  Dixon, 
and  let  out  about  1845.  It  was  a  famous  feathered  flower  in  its  day. 
Blcemart  (Groom). — Bybloemen.  Much  esteemed  about  fifty  years 
ago  as  a  flamed  flower.  Syns.,  Duke  of  Cumberland  and  Mrs.  Siddons. 
Obsolete. 
Blonde  (Goldham,  H.). — Rose.  Makes  a  pretty  bed  flower  with  its 
flame  of  soft  rose.  Of  no  value  for  exhibition. 
Bob  Moorlet  (Johnson). — Bybloemen.  Shape  rather  long,  very 
pure  ;  is  excellent  as  a  flamed  flower  with  its  distinct  beam  and  deep 
purple  colour.  It  is  a  fine  exhibition  variety,  but  a  very  poor  grower. 
It  was  raised  by  Mr.  Johnson  of  Audley,  Staff.,  probably  from  Princess 
Royal,  and  is  very  scarce. 
Bolivar  (Lawrence). —  Bizarre.  Dark  flamed  and  not  pure. 
Obsolete. 
Bridesmaid  (Cresswell). — Rose.  Shape  good,  base  pure ;  a  striking 
flamed  flower,  the  colours  being  ”  scarlet  and  blood,”  to  quote  the  Rev. 
Mr.  Clarke  of  Mountmellick,  Queen’s  County,  who  has  kept  alive  many 
of  Norman’s,  Battersby’s,  and  Headly’s  varieties  that  would  otherwise 
have  been  lost.  It  is  a  desirable  variety,  but  very  scarce. 
Bridesmaid  ( - ). — Bybloemen.  Shape  good,  base  pure. 
This  variety  is  excellent  as  a  breeder  when  the  colour  is  pale  lilac.  It 
is  liable  to  be  damaged  by  frost  at  the  tops  of  the  outer  petals,  and  it 
increases  slowly.  Not  of  much  value  when  broken. 
Britannia  (Gibbons). — Bybloemen.  Tall  growing  ;  shape  too  long, 
base  pure  ;  the  petals  are  stout  and  well  shaped.  It  is  best  as  a  flamed 
flower  when  the  markings  are  rich  dark  purple  in  colour.  First  broke 
in  1842,  and  is  still  grown. 
Brulante  Eclatante  (Beteral). —  Rose.  Shape  poor ;  petals 
pointed,  base  pure  ;  was  in  high  repute  in  the  south  as  a  flamed  flower 
fifty  years  ago  on  account  of  its  purity  and  bright  scarlet  markings. 
Brunette  (Walker). — Bybloemen.  Shape  good, base  pure,  marking 
colour  violet  on  good  white  ground,  but  of  little  value  as  an  exhibition 
flower,  as  it  rarely  comes  well  marked  either  as  a  feather  or  flame. 
Buttercup  (Oldfield)  —A  yellow  self.  Shape  good,  very  pure,  and 
the  colour  bright  golden  yellow.  The  best  yellow  self  ;  a  shy  grower  and 
scarce. 
Brunswick  (Hardwick). — Bizarre.  A  fine  feathered  variety,  broken 
by  the  late  Mr.  Parker  of  Wakefield  about  1879. 
DEATH  OF  MR.  PEJER  GRIEVE. 
This  well  known  gardener  passed  quietly  to  his  rest  on  the  early 
morning  of  Thursday  last,  the  26th  September,  at  his  private  residence, 
4,  Orchard  Street,  Bury  St.  Edmunds,  in  the  eighty-fourth  year  of  his 
age.  For  several  years  Mr.  Grieve  had  suffered  from  heart  disease,  but 
up  to  the  day  before  his  death  he  had  been  out  of  doors  attending  to 
his  usual  round  of  duties  on  the  Burial  Board,  making  meteorological 
observations,  attending  the  reading  room,  or  taking  notes  of  any  public 
or  horticultural  question  that  claimed  his  attention. 
The  change  came  suddenly  at  last.  He  had  an  unexpected  seizure, 
when  ready  to  go  out  on  Wednesday  morning,  from  which  he  never 
rallied,  and  passed  away  the  next  morning  without  pain  amid  the 
respect  and  esteem  of  all  who  knew  him.  His  widow  survives  and 
mourns  his  loss.  His  only  daughter,  Lucy  Grieve,  who  raised  the 
Pear  bearing  her  name,  died  some  years  since,  and  is  buried  in  Culford 
Churchyard,  whither  Mr.  Grieve  was  carried  last  Tuesday  to  be  laid  by 
her  side,  within  sight  and  touch  of  his  labours  and  triumphs  for  thirty- 
three  years,  until  the  day  breaks  and  the  shadows  flee  away.  Thus  one 
more  true  comrade  and  faithful  leader  and  fellow  worker  in  the  van  of 
horticultural  progress  has  ended  his  career,  as  a  shock  of  corn  in  his 
season,  and  in  laying  him  to  his  rest  we  wish  to  scatter  a  few  sprays  of 
Forget-me-nots  on  his  freshly  made  grave. 
Mr.  Grieve’*  rise  and  progress  in  horticulture,  which  only  a  very  few 
of  the  present  staff  or  readers  of  the  Journal  of  Horticulture  can 
remember,  is  but  a  new  rendering  of  the  olu  old  story  of  how  character, 
pluck,  and  perseverance  laugh  at  impossibilities,  and  say  how  it  shall  be 
done.  A  native  of  Allanton,  near  Blackadder,  in  Berwickshire,  he  was 
not  long  in  finding  his  way  to  Edinburgh,  ami  had  the  good  fortune  to 
secure  an  engagement  under  “  Old  Macnab,”  as  tne  youngsters  of  that 
day  irreverently  called  the  Curator  of  the  Edinburgh  Botanic  Gardens, 
one  of  the  cleverest  botanist*  and  best  cultivators  of  his  time.  We 
next  hear  of  Mr.  Peter  Grieve  under  another  veteran  cultivator,  planter 
and  transplanter,  as  well  as  a  distinguished  landscape  gardener,  the  late 
Mr.  Barron,  of  Elvaston  Castle,  the  magnificent  demesne  of  the  Earl  of 
Harrington,  near  Derby.  The  friendship  between  these  two  only  ter¬ 
minated  with  the  decease  of  the  late  Mr.  Barron,  who  evidently  did  a 
good  deal  towards  developing  the  character  as  well  as  the  talent  and  the 
taste  of  his  young  pupil. 
We  next  find  traces  of  Mr.  Grieve  at  the  pretty  place  of  the  Earl  of 
Lanesborough,  Smithland  Hall,  near  Loughborough,  where  he  spent 
seven  years  in  planning,  planting,  making  roads,  conveying  water, 
fully  furnishing  and  highly  cultivating  a  very  pretty  place.  The  next 
move  of  moment  was  to  Culford  Hall,  nearly  fifty  years  ago,  where  Mr. 
Grieve  spent  thirty-three  year*  of  the  most  active  and  useful  years  of 
his  life  in  making,  moulding,  and  furnishing  this  fine  old  place  to  the 
satisfaction  of  his  employers,  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Benyon.  The  splendid 
Yew  hedges  in  the  kitchen  garden  were  of  his  planting,  the  flower 
garden  so  charmingly  furnished  for  years  in  the  centre  of  the  kitchen 
FIG.  54. — MR.  PETER  GRIEVE. 
garden,  and  others  of  Mr.  Grieve’s  design  and  execution,  whilst  the 
culture  and  keeping  in  all  departments  were  of  the  highest  and  best. 
Many  readers  of  the  Journal  know  Mr.  Grieve  best  as  a  hybridist  or 
cross-breeder  of  new  varieties,  almost  new  families,  of  Zonal  Pelar¬ 
goniums  ;  he  was,  in  fact,  the  father  of  the  tricolors,  bicolors,  and  bronzes. 
He  gave  lectures,  and  wrote  a  lucid  brochure  on  his  favourite  theme,  and 
was  a  frequent  contributor  to  the  horticultural  Press,  covering  in  his 
contributions  almost  the  entire  field  of  horticulture.  He  was  equally 
at  home  among  fruits  and  vegetables  as  flowers,  had  a  cultured  taste 
in  landscape  gardening,  and  wa*  a  most  successful  planter.  Culford 
Gardens  and  demesne  is,  however,  the  noblest  monument  of  his  talent 
and  genius,  and  these  are  writ  deep  in  the  earth  in  living  trees  and 
shrubs,  though  not  in  marble. 
He  left  Culford  in  1880,  and  settled  in  Bury.  For  some  years  he 
acted  as  co-Secretary  of  the  Bury  Horticultural  Society  with  Mr.  Arm¬ 
strong.  He  also  kept  a  record  for  years  of  the  rainfall  and  tempe¬ 
rature  for  the  National  Meteorological  Society  and  the  local  newspapers. 
To  the  last  his  love  of  horticulture  and  his  sympathy  for  the  craft  con¬ 
tinued  strong  and  deep  as  ever,  and,  take  him  for  all  and  all,  we  shall  not 
soon  see  the  like  of  Mr.  Peter  Grieve  again. 
RIPENED  WOOD. 
Are  not  both  side*  in  this  matter  after  all  meaning  the  same  thing  / 
I  should  like  to  know  how  our  friend  “  A  Sceptic  ”  likes  to  see  the  wood, 
of  his  Peach  trees  say,  appear  at  the  end  of  October  ?  I  will  tell  him 
how  I  like  to  see  mine.  1  like  to  see  it  moderately  small,  hard  looking, 
and  firm  to  the  touch,  with  leaves  erring  rather  on  the  small  than  the 
large  size,  and  these  not  more  than  1  inch  apart,  and  I  like  its  colour  to 
be  brownish,  if  not  distinctly  brown.  I  like  to  see  the  buds  in  the  axils 
of  the  leaves  fairly  visible.  I  should  expect  such  wood  to  give  me  a 
greater  chance  of  fruit  next  year,  and  be  better  able  to  resist  the  frost 
and  cold  than  green,  sappy-looking  wood,  possibly  2  inches  or  more 
between  the  leaves  ;  in  fact,  I  should  call  the  latter  immature  wood, 
and  the  former  ripened.  I  am  very  desirous  of  seeing  how  ”  Sceptic  ” 
likes  to  see  his  wood.  Surely,  he  does  not  expect  a  sappy,  squeezable 
Rose  shoot  to  stand  the  blasts  and  cold  of  winter  like  one  hardened  by 
age,  rough  winds,  and  sun. 
Your  sceptical  correspondent  offers  some  nuts  to  crack.  Now,  I  will 
offer  him  one.  Six  years  ago  when  in  Wiltshire  1  put  against  a 
