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He
besides
found
traces
of
the
cats
,
their
footmarks
and
hairs
left
behind
on
the
battle-field
;
to
guard
,
therefore
,
in
future
against
a
similar
outrage
,
he
gave
orders
that
henceforth
one
of
the
under
gardeners
should
sleep
in
the
garden
in
a
sentry-box
near
the
flower-beds
.
Boxtel
heard
him
give
the
order
,
and
saw
the
sentry-box
put
up
that
very
day
;
but
he
deemed
himself
lucky
in
not
having
been
suspected
,
and
,
being
more
than
ever
incensed
against
the
successful
horticulturist
,
he
resolved
to
bide
his
time
.
Just
then
the
Tulip
Society
of
Haarlem
offered
a
prize
for
the
discovery
(
we
dare
not
say
the
manufacture
)
of
a
large
black
tulip
without
a
spot
of
colour
,
a
thing
which
had
not
yet
been
accomplished
,
and
was
considered
impossible
,
as
at
that
time
there
did
not
exist
a
flower
of
that
species
approaching
even
to
a
dark
nut
brown
.
It
was
,
therefore
,
generally
said
that
the
founders
of
the
prize
might
just
as
well
have
offered
two
millions
as
a
hundred
thousand
guilders
,
since
no
one
would
be
able
to
gain
it
.
The
tulip-growing
world
,
however
,
was
thrown
by
it
into
a
state
of
most
active
commotion
.
Some
fanciers
caught
at
the
idea
without
believing
it
practicable
,
but
such
is
the
power
of
imagination
among
florists
,
that
although
considering
the
undertaking
as
certain
to
fail
,
all
their
thoughts
were
engrossed
by
that
great
black
tulip
,
which
was
looked
upon
to
be
as
chimerical
as
the
black
swan
of
Horace
or
the
white
raven
of
French
tradition
.
Van
Baerle
was
one
of
the
tulip-growers
who
were
struck
with
the
idea
;
Boxtel
thought
of
it
in
the
light
of
a
speculation
.
Van
Baerle
,
as
soon
as
the
idea
had
once
taken
root
in
his
clear
and
ingenious
mind
,
began
slowly
the
necessary
planting
and
cross-breeding
to
reduce
the
tulips
which
he
had
grown
already
from
red
to
brown
,
and
from
brown
to
dark
brown
.
By
the
next
year
he
had
obtained
flowers
of
a
perfect
nut-brown
,
and
Boxtel
espied
them
in
the
border
,
whereas
he
had
himself
as
yet
only
succeeded
in
producing
the
light
brown
.
It
might
perhaps
be
interesting
to
explain
to
the
gentle
reader
the
beautiful
chain
of
theories
which
go
to
prove
that
the
tulip
borrows
its
colors
from
the
elements
;
perhaps
we
should
give
him
pleasure
if
we
were
to
maintain
and
establish
that
nothing
is
impossible
for
a
florist
who
avails
himself
with
judgment
and
discretion
and
patience
of
the
sun
's
heat
,
the
clear
water
,
the
juices
of
the
earth
,
and
the
cool
breezes
.
But
this
is
not
a
treatise
upon
tulips
in
general
;
it
is
the
story
of
one
particular
tulip
which
we
have
undertaken
to
write
,
and
to
that
we
limit
ourselves
,
however
alluring
the
subject
which
is
so
closely
allied
to
ours
.
Boxtel
,
once
more
worsted
by
the
superiority
of
his
hated
rival
,
was
now
completely
disgusted
with
tulip-growing
,
and
,
being
driven
half
mad
,
devoted
himself
entirely
to
observation
.
The
house
of
his
rival
was
quite
open
to
view
;
a
garden
exposed
to
the
sun
;
cabinets
with
glass
walls
,
shelves
,
cupboards
,
boxes
,
and
ticketed
pigeon-holes
,
which
could
easily
be
surveyed
by
the
telescope
.
