On this day in 1794, in Athens, a
very talented young field botanist met a tragic death; furthermore it was a
death that has become enveloped in mythology and mystery. His name was
Francesco Borone, and he was the protegé of the great English patron of botany, Sir James Smith. Four years
later Smith fulfilled a promise he made on hearing of Borone's death, and named
a genus of very beautiful Australian shrubs for him; the flowering of Boronia
is one of the highlights of spring in many parts of southern Australia.
Boronia floribunda, Bundanoon, New South Wales. The waxy four-petalled flowers are unusual and readily identified. |
Originally employed by Smith as a domestic servant, Borone soon showed
his interest and intelligence and became a valued botanical field assistant.
With Smith's recommendation, he accompanied the eminent Swedish botanist Adam
Azelius to Sierra Leone then, fatefully, went with the great John Sibthorp to
Greece to collect for the monumental Flora Graecae. Recovering from a
bout of fever (which may have been something he picked up in west Africa) he
appears to have sleep-walked out of a narrow hotel bedroom window high above
the street. It sounds an odd tale, but we have Sibthorp's direct account in a
letter written the same day to Smith. Unless Sibthorp and at least two assistants
and companions of Borone were in some strange conspiracy - and there is no
reason to suppose such a thing - the bizarre accident seems to have been just
that. (Sibthorp also speculated that it was possible that Borone had mistaken
the window; he was used to stepping out of the one across the room to walk on
the hotel terrace.)
People seem unable to resist
rewriting history however, and there has been a fairly impressive smoke screen
puffed across the years to confuse things. For instance in 1895 botanist Joseph
Maiden, in his significant book Flowering Plants and Ferns of New South
Wales, wrote that Borone found a plant "in a situation difficult of
access, and in spite of the doctor's warnings, Borone endeavoured to secure the
prize for him, but alas! overbalanced himself and was killed". This sounds
suspiciously like a Victorian piece of bowdlerisation; presumably Maiden didn't
believe Sibthorp's account of how Borone came to exit the window!
Boronia coerulescens, Wanilla Conservation Park, South Australia. |
Even worse was Myrtle Rose
White's account in her 1932 memoir No Roads Go By. "Yellow-cupped,
heavenly-scented berona. ... it is said that is named in honour of a young
Italian, Francis Borone, who, when studying flowers in Western Australia,
attempted to gather a fine specimen of the shrub and, losing his balance, fell
over a precipice to his death." It would be interesting to know who said
this, because it is a fabulously bewildering farrago of nonsense. Borone never
came to Australia, and never saw a boronia (nor did the name exist in his life).
The Western Australian species she describes (B. megastigma) was not the
one on which the genus was based (which was a pink-flowering New South Wales
species sent to Smith); in fact it wasn't named until 1873...
Fantasy can be fun, but why bother when the real story is so good anyway?
Ciao Francesco; I'm sorry you didn't get to see your flowers.
3 comments:
Nice color choice on the blog. It is really easy on my eyes and I have bad eyes too so that's a really big compliment lol
These genus is one that will not grow for me! I have purchased quite a few plants, they flower spectacularly, then move on to my "bushland in the sky".
Pity. I think they are delightful!
Ah yes, Boronias are infamous for it! I gave up trying to grow them years ago; many seem to like sandy soils, and Canberra is built on clay. Just another good reason to go to the bush.
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