A beautiful custom, not too frequently followed, is the placing of a tree for a friend in his own grounds. Queen Victoria does this in memory of her visit, and her loyal subjects point it out as one of their precious possessions: visitors pluck a leaf, press and preserve it. We once knew a pair of old ladies, whose botanical nomenclature was peculiar and attractive. All their plants and trees possessed a value to them as gifts from friends. Mrs. - or Mr. - had presented this and that. A gentleman of our acquaintance, much inclined to visitations when in England, is accustomed to ask the privilege of planting a Cedar of Lebanon in the grounds of his hosts. Mr. Penn, the great grandson of the Founder of Pennsylvania left such a tree of his own importation in the garden of a personal friend in Gerniantown, where he had passed much of his time during his long visits to us, and it flourishes much. There is no better commemorative act of friendly companionship. The tree is a perpetual and growing evidence of regard, to be passed down to posterity, when - it may be - traces of giver and receiver are nearly lost.

The memory of a friendly visit may be preserved even in a more simple manner by the planting of a favorite enduring bulb or flower.