Book  (1885)  Page(s) 36.  
 
TRIBE ROSEÆ.
ROSA, Linn.; Rose.
Garden Varieties—
Reynolds Hole; hybrid perpetual. Plant in Brisbane Botanic Garden.

NB: Possibly the other HP by this name?

Book  (1885)  Page(s) 248.  
 
Hyb. rem. Reynolds-Holle. G: PAUL 1873. Arbuste vigoureux, à bois lisse; genre de Duke of Edimburgh; fleur grande, pleine, globuleuse; coloris rouge marron nuancé d'amarante.

Website/Catalog  (1885)  Page(s) 74.  
 
Hybrid Perpetual Roses. 
Reynolds Hole  Maroon, shaded with crimson, large, full, and of good substance.

Book  (1882)  Page(s) 32.  
 
Reynolds Hole...  Hybride Perpétuel.  Paul et fils.  1872  Cramoisi marron.  Fleur moyenne.  Plante vigoureuse.

Book  (1882)  Page(s) 173-4.  
 
Duke of Edinburgh Type.—The only English rose which is the head of a type was sent out by George Paul in 1868. The habit of growth is much like that of Jacqueminot, but the foliage is generally longer and larger. The flowers are not permanent in color, burning very quickly in the sun, and are very sparsely produced in the autumn. It is a very beautiful family when grown in a moist, cool climate; but there are few of the members that will do well under our hot sun. The varieties best known, mostly of recent origin, are: Brightness of Cheshunt, Dr. Hooker, Duke of Connaught, Duke of Teck, Robert Marnock, S. Reynolds Hole, Sultan of Zanzibar, The Shah.

Book  (1880)  Page(s) Annex, p. 116.  
 
hybrid perpetual, REYNOLDS HOLE (Paul & Son 1874), maroon-red-brown, shaded glossy purple, large, double, very nice flat cup form, magnificent rose of first rank

Magazine  (5 May 1877)  Page(s) 356.  Includes photo(s).
 
THE GARDEN May 5 1877 PLATE LXXII


ROSES REYNOLDS HOLE AND FRANCOIS MICHELON.

Drawn by H. NOEL HUMPHREYS.

There are incidents in life which make humility difficult:— when we succeed, after many failures, in smoking a cigar without feelings of nausea; when we first see some miserable verses or silly letters, which we have sent to the local newspaper, inserted by the kind editor to please our parents ; when we bring down our first woodcock, or bring home our first brush ; when we hit Ripper to square leg for five, or leave Brag on the wrong side of a nasty stile; or, when we see a munificent Rose, exquisitely painted in The Garden newspaper, or growing and glowing in the garden itself, and lo ! it bears our name (not always, by the way, correctly spelt; for I have seen it written and printed “Reynold's Hole," as though Reynold were some brigand or badger; and, on one occasion, finding myself designated as "Reynard's Hole,'' I ventured to suggest to the writer of the tally that I was a Rose and not a Fox-glove). But who, returning, would not feel himself elated as he gazed, who would not stand in need of some restraint upon his vanity, and confess that he "required the cooper ?" And he who asks the meaning of these latter words shall have it in a capital story.
No long time since, in one of the midland counties, a young farmer, very much in love with himself, and never weary of assuring his companions what an admirable fellow he was, rode over to visit a neighbouring friend, to whom he enlarged for two or three hours upon his own various virtues and achievements. His host, though well known for his keen sense of humour and caustic power of satire, went through the ordeal with external assent and smile; but when the departing guest had his foot in the stirrup, he put the question, “Are you going home through the town?” (I must not give the name). "Yarse, he was going home by the town." "And did he know the cooper's shop?" "Yarse, the fellar with a lot of barrels." “Well, then," said his host, "if you'll take my advice, you'll stop at the cooper's on your way home, and ask him to put a couple of hoops round your waist, or you'll bust with self-importance.”

Reynolds Hole is indeed a glorious Rose, and Mr. Noel Humphreys has most faithfully reproduced its brilliant colouring, or it would, perhaps, be more accurate to say, one of the most beautiful phases of its colouring, for it has many varying hues under differing influences of climate, bright scarlet and deep purple-crimson being the two prevailing tints. It was raised by one of the Seven Champions of Rose-growing Christendom (we shall see who the other six are when we fight the wars of the Roses in Saint James's Hall on the coming 4th of July), Mr. George Paul, of the Old Nurseries, Cheshunt, Herts, and was a scion from the Duke of Edinburgh, also one of the Cheshunt seedlings. The Rose was always remarkable for its rich and brilliant colour, and the raiser was always confident of its merits as a distinct acquisition, but the blooms first exhibited were not quite large enough to satisfy the rosarian, and the season of 1875 was adverse to its development. It seemed to many, my sorrowful self included, to be a failure, when in the summer of 1876, upon established plants, it surprised and charmed us all with its brilliant beauty, and took its place as an equal amid the grandest Roses of its class, Louis Van Houtte, Monsieur Boncenne, Pierre Notting, and Xavier Olibo.

Francois Michelon, his associate in the accompanying plate, par nobile fratrum, was sent to England, in the autumn of 1870, by Mons. Levet, to whom we were previously indebted for Madame Therese Levet, and Paul Neron, and who at the same time enriched us with that magnificent gift, Etienne Levet. I question whether any raiser of Roses ever sent out two such admirable novelties together, both of them to be included, in selecting this premier twelve; indeed, they are not to be surpassed, when shown in their perfection, for symmetry and for size. I need not describe Francois Michelon —the reader has it before his eyes.

I cannot forego this opportunity of congratulating rosarians upon the bright, pleasant prospects before us. In the first place the National Rose Society, so happily suggested by Mr. Dombrain, and so heartily promoted by his friends, will bring us into closer union and brotherhood, and will give us the Rose Show of the year, in the Hall of St. James. Moreover, this exhibition will probably surpass any of its predecessors, because, in the second place, the Rose trees themselves are in admirable condition, the wood being thoroughly ripened, and not at all injured by frost. If we can only escape those bitter severities of May, which sometimes haunt us like nightmares, and will hardly let us sleep in our beds, as we dream of Captain Christy starved and frost bitten, like Captain Burnaby in his "Ride to Khiva," we shall have a marvellous exposition of Roses. Whoever wins Messrs. Cranston and Mayo's fifty-guinea cup, will, I fear, "require the cooper"; but be this as it may, he will, I feel sure, include in his victorious collection Francois Michelon and….. REYNOLDS HOLE.

Book  (25 Jul 1874)  Page(s) 64-5.  
 
To George Paul.

Caunton Manor, Newark,

S. James’s Day, 1874.

Dear George Paul,—I have just heard with real pleasure from two of our mutual friends, that my namesake * (let it be 'Reynolds Hole' without any prefix, because by that name I am best known to my friends, and the pronunciation is easier) is now blooming at Cheshunt in great beauty and proves itself to be a superior rose. Could you spare me a few "buds," as my own plants have not done well ? —Yours very sincerely, S. Reynolds Hole.

*The hybrid perpetual rose 'Reynolds Hole.'

Magazine  (Sep 1872)  Page(s) 397.  
 
Two other new English Roses, both raised from seed by Mr George Paul, remain to be noticed. The 'Cheshunt Hybrid' is a very singular and striking Rose. At first sight it seems to belong to the Hybrid Perpetual family, and to be of the Victor Verdier, Henri Ledechaux, and Countess of Oxford type; but on examination it has all the characteristics in wood, leaf, and habit of the Tea-scented China Rose. The flower and the foliage are both beautiful, and the growth is as luxuriant as that of Blairii 2—than which we have no more exuberant Rose. It has received a first-class certificate, and 'Cheshunt Hybrid' (pleasing in every point except the name, which might be advantageously changed to Beauty of Cheshunt) cannot fail to be a general favourite.
Need I say how happy I should be if a similar popularity should be extended to the next and last new English Rose upon my list—I mean, to Reynolds Hole, so named by the raiser in recognition of our long and hearty friendship ? Many years ago another of the floral brotherhood, whom I very highly esteem, was pleased to pay me a similar compliment; but the 'Reynolds Hole' sent out by John Standish did not realise his expectations, and, with some hundreds of other Roses, has all but gone out of cultivation; so that I rejoice to be again replaced and represented in the world of Roses by a new and very promising variety. Reynolds Hole, a seedling from the Duke of Edinburgh, also raised at Cheshunt, much resembles Louis Van Houtte. It is a Rose of great substance (like its synonym), and of a very rich deep crimson complexion, such as the original might be supposed to assume when carrying a box of Roses up the Crystal Palace steps, when bowling to his boy beneath a burning sun, when hearing some remark made in disparagement of floral propensities or of floral men; or when told, as he hopes to be told, that 'Reynolds Hole' has found a home and a welcome with all those who love the Rose. S. R. H.