I went as usual to see the Horticultural Show, which was more hopelessly crowded than ever. I suppose future generations will have large cool halls for these much-prized shows, instead of hot, crowded airless tents, which are as bad for flowers as for human beings. I did not notice much that was new. I think it such a misfortune that this great show is always at the same time of year. Some pure white plants of Verbascum phaniceum were very lovely, a Rubus deliciosus and a Hydrangea stellata (Veitch). Hydrangeas are useful plants for people with small gardens and greenhouses, as they are nearly hardy and so easy to propagate. Tulipa persica was new to me; it had several flowers borne on branching stems, inside brilliant yellow, outside golden bronze; also T. pulchella, with small glowing crimson flowers. How I do like going back to the type plants ! they are so far more interesting, and lovelier too as a rule, than the others.
What I enjoyed beyond all in that day in London at the end of May was that peace - 'coming peace' - was in the air. Blessed peace ! Everyone seemed to believe in it. Will Mr. Laurence Housman, if he sees this book, forgive me for quoting his poem, which came out at about that time in some paper - I think the ' Spectator,' but am not sure?