Success with flowers, a floral magazine 4(7): 136. (Apr 1894)


PINK, canary, apricot and rose here intermingle in Rose buds of beauty and fragrance.

Bon Silene, Coquette de Lyon, Isabella Sprunt, Safrano, Clement Nabonnand and Duchesse de Brabant are not new Roses. Long have they been known and very general culture have they received. Other Roses in large numbers have been introduced, and as generally adopted since they were new, and unquestionably the large, quite double Roses, more beautiful in full expansion than in the bud, exceed them in many fine points. Marie Van Houtte, Mad. Weiche, Papa Gontier, Sappho, Queen, Mermet, Mad. de Watteville, and a long, long list are really in advance of my old favorites, that rely on their numerous and lovely buds for popularity, but herein they excel. All six of them make fine buds during long seasons of bloom. Bon Silene is a fine rose color, sometimes deep and again lighter, large and full. Safrano is difficult to describe in color. Always unique and charming, it varies in hue, at times a bright apricot yellow, changing to orange and fawn, tinted with rose. Again it is a yellowish, pinkish, beclouded beauty that has no name in colors—only the beauty of a Safrano Rose bud. Clement Nabonnand is a coppery rose, exquisitely flushed with crimson. Duchesse de Brabant is pink, but what a pink! I believe it is the loveliest Rose bud in existence. The color is bright but delicate, clear like the pink inside of a shell, never varying nor growing dull in the hottest, driest Summer days. Massed in Rose bowls, with no other flower, its beautiful pink looks like a pile of rosy clouds when the sun bursts through just after a Summer rain. De La Barth is almost a synonym of Brabant, but not quite as beautiful. Coquette de Lyon and Isabella Sprunt are about the same color, both of a canary that deepens at the base of the delicate petals and forms very lovely buds. For garden culture Coquette de Lyon has more substance than Isabella Sprunt, and perhaps blooms more freely. But when plants are put into Winter quarters and the dependence for blooms lies upon them, Isabella Sprunt rises to the occasion, and through long cold Winters will never be without its full, fragrant, exquisitely colored buds. While all the Roses enumerated here are Everblooming Teas that never fail to produce fresh and dewy buds in the hottest, driest Summers, none of them are as fine for Winter blooming as Isabella Sprunt. It is an old Rose but some of us are old too, and because a new thing is better in some respects no need to reject the old. Retain it for the end it subserves.

"Not that I love Caesar less, but Rome more," is the spirit in which, with a grateful love inspired by the memory of many years of changing seasons brightened and enriched by their bountiful and unfailing supply of beautiful buds, I weave this wreath.—MRS. G. T. DRENNAN, Lexington, Miss.