While our readers had before them Mr. Ellwanger's paper on the Manetti rose, which appeared in our last issue, its talented young author was then on his death-bed. He had been down for some weeks with typhoid fever, to which he succumbed on the 7th of August; being then in his thirty-third year. In the nurserv business there are so few which take to the pursuits of their fathers in an intelligent way that the death of one like this is more than a usual loss to the horticultural community. Mr. Barry's son William, and Mr. Geo. Ellwanger's son, the subject of the present note, promised to continue long after their parents' decease the business names which have made this firm so honorably known wherever a tree is bought or sold. Aside from this, rosarians will miss him more than all. Young as he was, he had already become a leader and an authority in all that concerns the rose. We are sure the sympathies of the whole horticultural body will go out to his wife and aged parents, especially as their loss is in this case so very much our own.

In the death of H. B. Ellwanger, we have sustained a national loss. It was my good fortune to be intimately acquainted with him and his untiring efforts to produce new varieties of roses. No student ever worked more conscientiously; no raiser of seedlings ever waited more patiently for results, nor could be more anxious that others should be benefited by his successes, or prevented from disappointment in his failures.

A little more than a year since, Mr. Lonsdale and I spent half a day with him at his home, where he showed us the different crosses he had effected on hundreds of flowers; how modestly he hoped for results, discussing the probabilities and possibilities of each. With the same feelings we viewed and hoped among his seedlings that had not yet flowered. Again, when we came to others that had flowered, how faithfully he pointed out their defects or praised their good features. With what pleasure and hope he sowed his seed last winter. The day afterwards I received a long letter with numbers of seeds and names of each cross sown; a little later another letter saying, his babies had begun to grow nicely; only in June last, when at New York, how he described the distinctive variations in the foliage of his baby roses; what we might hope for and what additions would be valuable. In his Rose Book, how honestly and faithfully he depicted every variety; giving each and all their true character as seen by him, placing it in the very highest position amongst American publications. In his private character there was nothing but to admire.

Let me quote Horace Smith, who says:

" In the sweet-scented picture, heavenly Artist, With which thou paintest nature's wide-spread hall, What a delightful lesson Thou impartest Of love to all."

Such was our lamented friend.