English nurserymen and seedsmen pride themselves on the bewildering length of their lists of plants, seeds, and novelties; but one American firm at least, the Messrs Ellnanger & Barry of Rochester, N.Y., set a praiseworthy example by shortening theirs - and at no inconsiderable trouble to themselves, it would appear. In the preface to their catalogue for the present year they state "that so soon as novelties after careful trial do not answer to their descriptions and the expectations raised by them, they are at once stricken from the list. By this means we avoid a bulky catalogue, and a vast amount of disappointment and vexation to customers".

And under the head of "Discarded Roses," we are told that, "Having commented upon the new Roses, it will probably be interesting to note in order varieties which we have rejected, with our reasons for so doing. Among the Teas are Hortensia, of poor form and colour; Louise de Savoie, not sufficiently distinct from Le Pactole; Madame Celina Noirey, a coarse flower of dirty colour; Madame Camille has the same faults; Madame Halphen, too much like Isabella; Monte Rosa, poor, and does not open well; Perle de Lyon, poor habit, very liable to mildew; Safrano a fleur rouge, a poor grower; Souvenir d'Elise Vardon, too coarse.

"Among the Hybrid Perpetuals we have thrown out the following: Antoine Mouton, an inferior Paul Neron; Charles Turner, an inferior General Washington; Col. de Rougemont, an inferior Baronne Prevost; Dr Arnal, too small, and not of good form; Docteur de Chains, an inferior General Jacqueminot; Dupuy Jamin, neither full nor distinct; Etienne Dupuy, a shy bloomer; General Von Moltke, very shy bloomer, and burns in sun; Henry Bennett, a sby bloomer; Monsieur Boncenne, an inferior Baron de Bonstettin; Perfection des Blanches, an inferior Coquette des Alpes; S. Reynolds Hole, an inferior Louis Van Houtte; President Leon de St Jean, opens badly, and a shy bloomer; Triomphe de l'Exposition, an inferior Charles Margottin; W. Wilson Saunders, shy bloomer, and a poor Rose; Lyonnaise, Madame Georges Schwartz, Madame Marie Finger, all of the Victor Verdier type, are similar but inferior to varieties of the same type retained".

The ' Pall Mall Gazette' is not an infallible authority on horticultural matters, but that does not hinder it from having very decided opinions on the subject of gardens, nor expressing the same in its own peculiarly dogmatic way. It does us no harm sometimes "to see ourselves as others see us," even though it may happen that those who do "see us" are not gifted with wisdom in all things, nor endowed with much discriminative perception. We therefore extract the following fragment from a lengthy article in your London evening contemporary on the subject of "Enjoyable Gardens: " "Horticulture is a misnomer for viniculture. Instead of a ramble along greensward in the free air, laden with fresh scents, he traverses weary miles of glass-covered walks of brick, in an artificial languorous atmosphere, surrounded by flower-pots and water-pipes. The whole thing is only a shade less distasteful and tiresome than a laboratory. Perhaps, in addition to this enthusiasm for glass, the host has a passion for Latin names, which he insists on inflicting on men who neither know nor care about the niceties of floral classification.

This horticultural pedantry is particularly disgusting, because it really gives no single atom of instruction, and has no single element of suggestive knowledge about it to those who have not been trained in the subject. And you mostly find, too, that the horticultural amateur, who is most tediously particular about his Latin names for things, has the least possible knowledge of the general ideas that belong to the study of botany. His knowledge is all empirical; it has no growth in his mind, and only consists of a bundle of detached and disconnected labels. Botany, rightly studied, is one of the most instructive and useful, as well as one of the most delightful, of all the concrete sciences, because it is so simple and so perfect an example of a truly scientific classification. But your fine horticulturist, all glass and Latin as he is, extracts as little as possible of the true worth of his study from his vast legions of flower-pots and specimens and labels. One wonders why these people, who bore one to death with the special names of this flower and that, do not insist on letting you know the exact name of the Grapes, Strawberries, and Cherries at dessert, all in botanical dog-Latin. Of all impostors, vitriculturists seem to be the most egregious.

They are endured, and their tribes wax more numerous, because they offer a good opening for that vulgar ostentation which is so charming a feature of our society".

'The Gardeners' Chronicle,' which is rather credulous on the subject of "sports" and suchlike, gives prominence to the following paragraph borrowed from the 'Philosophical Transactions,' 1720 (!): "About six years since," says a Mr Henry Cave, "I planted against a wall a cutting from a Muscadine Vine, on an eastern aspect, where it has the sun from its rise till half an hour after twelve. The soil is a stiff clay; but to make it work the better, I meliorated it by mixing some rubbish of the foundation of an old brick wall, where it now grows. Two years since it shot out at both ends, about 22 inches of a side, before it came to a joint. That on the right was a very luxuriant, exuberant branch, as large as the body of the tree, the other side not half so thick; and the leaves on the right were as large again as those on the left, and I fancy the largest that ever were seen. The right hand bears a very large and good black Grape, and large bunches; the left hand very good white Grapes, and I had last year more bunches of the white than of the black; and whereas in all Vines bearing black and blue Grapes the leaves die red, these died white on the black side as well as the other.