Mr. Dimmick, of Ryde, Isle of Wight, England, an occasional correspondent of the Gardeners' Monthly from that faraway portion of our horticultural domain, died on the 1st of September in his 70th year. Among the most recent of his contributions to our pages was an excellent paper on the potato fungus, in which he gave good reasons for maintaining that the old practice of keeping the tubers in a warm cellar, "sprouting " them continually during winter, and then planting these weakened sets, opened the way by their weakened vital power for the terrible ravages of the fungus, which in 1845 seemed to start in the Isle of Wight, and swept finally the whole British Isles.

The career of Mr. Dimmick shows that even in the much-abused, over-crowded old world it is just as possible for honest determination to "get along " as it is in the new world or anywhere.

It is over half a century ago, when Ryde was little more than a village, though it did possess a "Theatre" and a "Town Hall," and when it was universally conceded that cold water was " poison " and beer a "necessary of life," that a "teetotal" advocate visited the town, and held a meeting in the theatre aforesaid. At that time barrooms were about the only educational institutions. Here the young (comparatively) and the old used to congregate at eve, and, amid the smoke from two or three feet length of clay pipe and the essence of malt, go over the village news, and discuss the state of the country, and the exact number of " frog-eating Frenchmen " that any one Englishman could "whip".

In all these "educational" circles there was always one whose talents for debate led the others involuntarily to regard as a leader. This leader proposed one evening, in the midst of the important discussions, that they should all go down to the theatre, and have some fun over 'that teetotal fellow." It was a remarkable ending. "Just for fun" the whole gang went on the stage and signed the pledge. The " leader " was a gardener. He had a wife and one child. Going home, to the surprise of his young wife, earlier than usual, and telling of the " fun " that he had had, she implored him to make it in earnest, and she succeeded. The next day he went around to all his acquaintances, a large number, ranging from 15 years old to 25, and persuaded them to enter on the course with him. It was a strange subject of conversation with the old folks about there. A lot of young fellows trying to live without beer! Nearly a month had gone by, when it was found that the greater number had grown earnest; and the "leader" represented that it was no use to have negative qualities - that it would be a good thing to co operate for mutual instruction in intellectual studies. That little band was ambitious.

Geometry, the natural sciences, as well as English grammar, languages, even Greek was taken up, and out of it grew an " institute " in which, each following his own chosen studies, helped the others in those in which his own proficiency qualified him to teach.

A large majority of these young men were gardeners or the sons of gardeners. Sad to relate, the leader of this little band, after six or eight years of wonderful usefulness, relapsed into his early drinking habits - drinking as if to make up for lost time, to great excess, and, stupidly drunk, fell into a ditch, where he was found dead in the morning. His six years of wonderful usefulness will surely overcome any light figures on the other side when the eternal settlement of his accounts is made. Of that band of young men numbers scattered over the world reached positions of eminent usefulness.

Young Dimmick was one of them. At that time he was a young gardener in his first place, among the oldest of the set; but he set down nobly to the task of self-education, and his progress was very rapid. The doctrine of pecuniary success in life, which Micawber subsequently preached, but never practiced, these young men discovered and put into successful use. " If you have 20 shillings, and spend 19 shillings - pleasure; if you spend 21 shillings - misery." It was among the earliest of their beliefs that the most useful anti poverty doctrine that could be preached was, never to spend the last penny earned. In a few years Mr. Dimmick had, almost imperceptibly, saved a small sum. With this he bought out a very small grocery store on a leading street; tea, coffee and cheese being about the only things sold. Then he added a stand in which he sold a few pot flowers. He next added a few garden seeds. Following came a small greenhouse at the back of the store, or, as they would say, his "shop." By this time the grocery was abandoned, and his whole efforts bestowed on the business he loved best.

It is enough here to say that as a seedsman and florist he became one of the best known in the British Isles.

Like so many men in the horticultural line, here as well as in the old world, he generously devoted much of his time to public affairs. As early as 1851 he was elected one of the Board of Commissioners. When Ryde grew to be a borough he was elected a member of the Town Council, and was continuously re-elected till declining years demanded rest. He gave 44 years to public service, outside of his business as a florist. Few people will know, unless they read this notice, how much of interest they derive from a visit to that wonderfully beautiful town of Ryde - how much of that interest is due to the early efforts and unceasing thought and influence of Mr. Dimmick in bringing it about.

We give this extended notice of one of whom so few of our readers have seen or heard of, except perhaps as an advertiser in English horticultural journals, because we love to show what members of the gardening fraternity can do when they set their minds to do; and because possibly the pleasure which we believe the readers of our magazine derive from its perusal may in a remote degree be due to the acquaintance and friendship which, as a boy studying gardening, the Editor had with his dead friend, some few years older than he was himself.

He was buried in Brading, in the same churchyard where rests "The Dairyman's Daughter," also in her line an example which has profited many a young person to the uttermost ends of the earth.