Bay

generally used in English gardens as the name of the laurel, Laurus nobilis, an evergreen shrub native to southern Europe, reaching a height of from thirty to sixty feet. Branches of this plant were formed into crowns for heroes or for the statues of the gods in ancient times, and the name Lawrus may be connected with the Latin Jaws, raise. Dried figs are packed in its aromatic eaves, and in this country these leaves are used as a flavour in cookery. To the student of plant structure the twelve stamens of the inconspicuous yellowish flowers are interesting from the valvular dehiscence of the anther. A showy garden plant, one of the willow herbs (Zpilobium an gust i folium), with rose-coloured flowers and bay like leaves, is called Rosk-Bay. The O1n oF Bay, or BAY-BERRY O1L, used in the manufacture of the American hair-wash Bay-kuM, is distilled from berries of the allspice, Piment a qficinalis and, aoris. Bayer. Baya. [WEAVER-binD.] Ba, PIERRE DU TERRAIL, CHEVALIER DB, was born at the Chiteau of Bayard, near Gronoble, in 1476. He was regarded by his contemporaries as an ideal soldier and man of honour, earning the title, “the knight without fear and without reproach.” He accompanied Charles VIIT. to Italy, and distinguished himself at the battle of Fornovo by capturing a standard from the enemy. At Brescia, being wounded, he was taken to the house of a lady, and there nursed. On his recovery the lady made him a present of 2,000 pistoles, because of the protection he had afforded her family against the soldiers. This present he bestowed with rare gallantry on the lady’s two daughters as their marriage portion. Another incident in his career was when he, in 1502, at Barletta, with ten other French knights, met in a tournament an equal number of Spaniards. In the first charge sever French men were overthrown, but after a combat of six hours’ duration the result of the contest was declared equal, and Bayard credited with having saved the day for his country. Having engaged in the various wars of his time, he at last met his death wound in 1524, at the retreat of Rebec. As he lay dying, Bourbon, who led the enemy's forces, expre ed pity for him—for he was held in high esteem by foes as well as friends, “ Pity not me,” he replied, “ who die atrue man. Pity is rather fo: yourself, who bear arms against your king, your country, and your oath.” His body was ordered to be embalmed, and was interred in the church of the monastery of the Minorites, near Grenoble.