BATON ROUGE was clothed in flowers, like a bride--no, much more so; like a greenhouse.

For we were in the absolute South now--no modifications, no compromises, no half-way measures.

The magnolia-trees in the Capitol grounds were lovely and fragrant, with their dense rich foliage and huge snow-ball blossoms.

The scent of the flower is very sweet, but you want distance on it, because it is so powerful.

They are not good bedroom blossoms--they might suffocate one in his sleep.