quite perfect. Then we have Henri IV, Duke of Devonshire, Comte Derby, Nadine Fay, Montaigne, Ariel, Admiral d'Esteing, Lindley, Mathilde Jourdeuil, Olivier de Serres, Titus Livius, or "Tite Live," Reine de Matin, Gulistan, and a host of others from that fertile source of new roses, France. These are all pretty enough, but novelty in shape or color is not to be found among them, and yet they have all been sent out at high prices. The descriptions, written by those who raised them, in the usual elastic French manner, were so tempting, and then the price, generally twenty-five francs each, made one suppose that they must be fine. Plenty of disappointment has been reaped; still, it is the duty of the rose-grower to prove all these novelties. Among them will occasionally be found a gem, like Géant des Batailles, which will reward him for many trials of his patience and his purse; and really such a reward is required. About three years since, I paid twelve pounds for six new hybrid perpetual roses, from an amateur, a French "gentleman," not one of which proved worth a farthing. They manage these things well (for themselves) in France, and seem to think that every rose that is new must be good; but we must endeavor to manage better, and to avoid this, as well as many other Gallican peculiarities. The rose grower should prove all his new roses before he sells them; and the real lover of roses, instead of planting a bed of unknown novelties, should make a group of Madame Laffay, another of Baronne Prevost or La Reine, another of Duc d'Aumale, and so on, preferring to have a small clump of each sort, rather than a large one of mixed varieties. The lawn may thus be painted with excellent effect. It will perhaps be not out of place here to give a list of a few sorts which are really good, and of which the plants are now sold at a very moderate price, so that a clump of each would not be at a heavy cost.

1. Aubernon crimson; habit compact, and rather dwarf. 2. Augustine Mouchelet: crimson, very brilliant in dry weather; habit a little more robust than No. 1. 3. Baronne Prevost: bright rose (how very brilliant it has been this season!); habit vigorous and robust, fit for a clump in centre of lawn.

4. Comtesse Duchâtel: bright rose; flowers most elegant and perfect in shape; habit compact, medium.

5. Dr. Marx: brilliant crimson; habit robust, vigorous,

and rather tall.

6. Duc d'Aumale: brilliant crimson; habit rather more dwarf than No. 1.

7. Duchess of Sutherland: bright, or sometimes pale rose; habit vigorous, equal to No. 5.

8. Lady Alice Peel: deep pink; a most perfect and beautiful rose; habit compact, and rather dwarf, like No. 1. 9. La Reine: brilliant glossy rose; flowers large, perfect

in shape, and most splendid; this very fine rose does not bloom so well early in the season as towards its close; habit rather dwarf, about equal to No. 1. 10. Madame Laffay: rosy crimson; habit about equal to No. 2.

11. Marquise Boccella: very pale flesh; habit dwarf-more so than any of the preceding, and very compact. 12. Robin Hood: bright rosy pink; a most elegant and beautiful rose; habit about equal to No. 2.

Now let the genuine lover of roses imagine a fine neatly dressed lawn, with twelve well-arranged groups, containing from ten to twenty plants each of the above beautiful roses, in bloom from May till November, exhaling their sweet perfume in the freshness of the morning and evening, and glowing with beauty under the beams of the mid-day sun. Can any thing in floriculture be more desirable, or more deserving of admiration from the lover of the works of nature?

ART. V. Garden Notes, No. 2. By Dr. M. A. WARD, Athens, Ga.

THE "Camak's Red-twigg'd peach" of Messrs. Hovey & Co.'s Nursery Catalogue, I suppose to be identical with "Lignum rubrum, a curiosity" in that of Mr. Prince. I greatly prefer the former name, because it is commemorative of a most excellent man and zealous pomologist. May it live a thousand years. I trust Mr. P. will be willing to cancel the latter, out of regard to the memory of his friend, and because, as a descriptive name, it is not exactly correct; for it is not

the lignum, but the cortex only of the young growth which is rubrum.

The origin of varieties of fruit has become a matter of some interest among nurserymen, and at Fruit Conventions; and if it be true, as I suppose, that Messrs. Hovey received their specimens from Mr. Prince, and he his from Mr. Camak, I have thought it might be worth the while to place upon record what I happen to know regarding the introduction of this tree into our nurseries.

Several years ago, the late Mr. Camak obtained from me two or three young trees, which he said he was going to send to Mr. Prince, as "a curiosity," and I received mine from the Rev. Mr. Gambel, of Henry county, in this state. In the spring of 1835, the latter gentleman sent me a seedling of the previous year's growth, which I took to be some sort of cornus or willow, but the bearer told me it was raised from a peach stone that Mr. G. had received from a friend at a distance. Expecting to hear something more about it from Mr. G., I was not careful to remember the place named, and as he soon after emigrated from the country, I lost all clue to the recovery of it, but my impression is, that it was either from the Indian Nation, or from Texas. My tree soon came into bearing; and as it propagates itself true by the seed, it soon became abundantly disseminated. The fruit is large, long oval, compressed, with a distinct suture, and long protracted point, or mamelon. Both flesh and skin are of a bright yellow, without any red on the cheek next the sun. It ripens so late that it only occasionally is in perfection with us-but when it does become eatable, is much praised by those who like clingstones. It is certainly very juicy, and exceedingly high flavored, though much too poignant for my taste, reminding one of a pine-apple not quite ripe.

It has very properly been placed in the catalogue of ornamental trees; for, if worthless for the table, it is capable of being used with admirable effect in landscape gardening. Its vermillion-colored twigs in winter, and golden foliage in summer, catch the eye at a great distance. Its leaves, which are without glands, so soon as they are fully expanded, that is, about the middle of May, in this climate, change to a brilliant yellow, as if struck by an autumnal frost, but continue

fresh and healthy on the tree as long as those of any other peach.

But there is, what I consider a much more remarkable "curiosity" in the peach tree line. It is that of which I think I sent you a specimen twig some years ago, under the name of the Beville peach. Its dwarfish and compact habit is truly unique. Its branches are as short and sturdy as those of a Roman apricot. I have now a tree, eight or ten years old, grafted upon a plum stock, which would make the narrow eyes of a Chinaman open wide with delight. It measures about eighteen inches to the first branches, and its nearly globular head reaches to the height of about four feet, reminding one, in winter, of a currant bush, trained treefashion, but when in bloom, so dense are the flowers that, were it not for the young leaves, whose green points begin to pierce through them, the whole head, seen at a distance, might be mistaken for a gigantic blossom of the pink-colored Hydrangea. The petals are large, and the leaves have reniform glands; of course there is not room for one flower in a hundred to expand its fruit. Indeed, a perfect specimen has never yet ripened with me. It is, however, said to be very good, and I have lately heard, that it is grown, for its fruit, in the neighborhood of Nashville, Tennessee.

I am indebted for my trees, to the kindness of J. D. Watkins, Esq., of Elbert, who obtained them for me from the garden of J. E. Calhoun, Esq., of Millwood, S. C., a gentleman almost as well known at the south for his zeal in promoting rural improvements, and for his unostentatious liberality, as is his near relative, the great senator, for his political renown. In a note to me, Mr. Watkins states, that Mr. Calhoun raised this peach more than twenty years ago, from a stone, brought by a man named Bevil, from some Indian town of the old Creek Nation, in Georgia, and that the stones uniformly produced the same sort. He recommends that it should be called either the "Cherokee," or the "Calhoun" peach.

Echinocactus Ottonii has flowered with me twice this year. Some time in June last, two buds appeared on ribs diametrically opposite. They grew with equal step till when about the size of buckshot, then one of them stopped short, and

remained quiet, while the other advanced to expansion, and the flower had fallen. It then started and ran the same course. The plant, in its pot, has stood in the open garden, without much care, except to remove its numerous offsets as they formed, and to give it an occasional watering of soapsuds. About the middle of September, another crop of six buds showed themselves, one on every alternate rib, except the thirteenth, where two sterile ribs came together. As before, when as big as buckshot, all stopped growing till one had pushed forward into bloom and fallen. I expected that they would then start and come forward one at a time; but to my surprise, the remaining five buds all advanced equally together, and on the morning of the 16th inst., when they all perfectly expanded, and remained so, till the evening of the next day, presenting a spectacle of floral beauty rarely seen, and hard to beat.

My Cèreus Poinséttii has, this year, bloomed for the first time. This plant is about 10 feet high, with only three joints or strictures in the stem, which has eleven ribs, and is about two inches in diameter for three-fourths of its height. It has never put forth any sort of a branch or offset. It is strictly night-blooming, even more so than the grandiflòra, the flower of which resembles that of this, except in color-this being of a uniform, delicate blush. It opened the night before it was expected to do so, and was found withering soon after daylight the next morning.

Cereus nigricans bloomed with me last year, but not this. It is a day bloomer, and the flower resembles that of quadrangularis. This plant is 10 years old, about 4 feet high, and about 1 inches in diameter, showing no joint or stricture whatever, except at one place, where it was accidentally broken, and has healed over. It has never made any offset. It set its fruit-of a globular form, the size of a black walnut, and marked like the surface of the stem-this remained of a dark olive-green color all summer. Some time in October it changed suddenly to a chocolate-color, becoming soon of a deep red. It continued on all winter, but cracked across horizontally on one side, showing its glairy, whitish, semi-transparent pulp, thickly dotted with rather large, deep black, but not shining seeds.