A HORTICULTURAL CORRESPONDENCE [From Punch's Pocket Book.] Rose to her friend Laura Stinus.

New Zealand Spectator and Cook's Strait Guardian, Volume V, Issue 381, 28 March 1849, Page 4

A HORTICULTURAL CORRESPONDENCE [From Punch's Pocket Book.] Rose to her friend Laur a Stinus.

My Dear Laura, I duly received your leaves, and am glai to be so warmly remembered by you. Aa fc news, I have scarcely any to tell you excep i what relates to myself. First, then* I T hay< for some time been married to m'y^Vttsir Moss, and am, of course, very happy., I n'ay< two charming little buds that occupy alm'osi my whole time. We see very little cprapanj now ; sometimes the Dowager Lady Geranium goes past for an airing, followed by a long train of Fuchsias, and that is about the grandest sight we see. There was a.terrible due] here, last week between Cactus and young Tulip, provoked, I must say, by the former. Cactus, who had had a drop of dew too much the night before, met Tulip on the Terrace early in the morning ; and, although no inti* macy existed between them, called out very familiarly, " How are you, my Tulip ?" Tulip immediately challenged him to combat then and there ; they fought with pistils, and Cactus was severely wounded in the calyx. He was brought home in a pot, and Trifqliuaj Incarnatum, who was sent for directly,;<>rder-* ed that he should be kept warm with plenty of fresh earth, and have water twice a day. A prickly eruption has broken out all over him, which is considered a good symptom. Digitalis goes about as great a puppy as ever ; his latest piece of foppery is,- a pair of fox-gloves. I scarcely know which i& the. greatest prig, he or Dandy Lion. Poor Japonica has had a bad illness, which has quite blotched her face. Crocus has had the jaundice ; he is recovering, b»t is still • very .ye^* low. Old Sunflower goes on as methodic*!* ly as usual — regularly unfastening his-shat-ters at sun-rise, and putting them up agtin s when the sun goes dowm The China-aster* are going to leave : a Mandariahas come over to England in the Keying and they are to go back with him. The Dahlias are as gay as ever, and just as fond of company ; they aw gone to-day with a large party to Chiswick, where their sole delight is to be stared at. Picotee still remains the same old beau and pink of politeness ; his pretty, sister, Carnation, seems doomed to wither on a virgin stalk. Auricula is turned Catholic, and re- 1 gularly goes with her aunt Belladonna to confess to old Father Ranunculus". Violet died yesterday ; she lived so retired that We shall scarcely miss her, and then she was so very blue. I have just been introduced to a very delightful family called the Heaths, who are by far the most picturesque annuals I have seen yet. John Quill was married to Polly Anthus last week ; the happy couple are speeding the honeymoon at Green House. I can.' write no more at present ; so please remember me to my cousins Sweet Briar and Damask ; also to Verbena and the Anemones. I send this by Bee, the carrier, as I understand Zephyr will not be your way for some days. ' -i Your affectionate friend^ Direct to me RoSjs. Flora PlaGe, Beds.

Mr. Cucumber, senr., to Water Melon, JSsg'. Dear Meion, " ; ;,, , ; ;^ The bearer of this is my son Ghe.rkiQ-rrr and a precious young pickle he is. His mother and I can do nothing with him, and out? frame is not so strong as it used to bs. \YiJi you be good enough, to try to get, him- a pfcco in some respectable Italian, Warehouse, vhtm he might have the run of ihe vinegar, foe a few years. If that cannot be done,' I- ant de« termined to send Kirn out to India m.ths first jar. I wish you and Gourd would: tome; and see us one Sunday ; we can accominodaievyau with a spare bed. Some of our people .were at Coveot Garden last week, but hadn't jtiche to get as far as your place. Yq.ur's tr.uly, «-•■".