WINTER MEETING. 429 



~ GRAFTING. 



Mr. Chas. S. Crandall gave an illustrated lecture engrafting, the substance 

 'of ^which may be found in the State horticultural report for 188G, page 205. 



The address was repeated by request, and the illustrations by means of the 

 stereopticon enlivened the text of the lecture and gave a delightful entertain- 

 ment to the audience. 



^Mr. Crandall was asked a good many questions to all of which he readily 

 ■responded. 



The next subject treated was 



ETHICS OF HORTICULTURE. 



BY PROF. A. E. HAYNES, OF HILLSDALE COLLEGE. 



In treating this subject I shall assume that it refers to the physical, mental 

 and moral effects of horticulture. As we meet here to-night, on this sacred 

 national holiday, two pictures come to my mind. One is of a home sur- 

 rounded by a spacious lawn, sloping gently down to the waters of a beautiful 

 river, on whose bosom the busy ships pass and repass, but whose bells for- 

 ever toll a requiem as they come in sight of this home, dear to every lover of 

 liberty. It is the home of the Father of our Country, more sacred because 

 some of its trees and shrubs were planted and cared for by his own hand. 

 This man of whom the martyred Lincoln said: " Washington is the mighti- 

 est name of the earth — long since mightiest in the cause of civil liberty, 

 still mightiest in moral reformation. On that name no eulogy is expected. 

 It cannot be. To add brightness to the sun or glory to the name of 

 Washington is alike impossible. Let none attempt it. In solemn awe 

 pronounce the name and in its naked, deathless splendor leave it shining 

 on." This man, "first in war, first in peace, and first in the hearts of his 

 countrymen," was a farmer and made his home beautiful by the study and 

 practice of horticulture. 



The other scene that comes to my vision is none the less interesting, because 

 of its memories. It has an air of neatness and thrift about it, and the well- 

 kept garden bears special marks of its owner's interest. As I look over into its 

 borders I see bending in interest over some of its plants, the form of an aged 

 woman, wearing a sun-bonnet which covers a face that a queen might covet. 

 Aye, she is a real queen ; for she is a real woman and the mother of one of the 

 noblest kings of earth. A stately form passes through this garden gate, the 

 patriot LaFayette, the hero of two continents, and with tender awe greets 

 her who rocked the cradle of liberty, Mary Washington, the mother of his 

 loved and illustrious friend. 



The history of the world proves that the tillers of the soil are its safeguards. 

 Our great cities would soon be swept out of existence were it not for the fact 

 that they are constantly supplied by the rich, healthy blood, brawn and brain 

 of the country. The wheels of factories, the enterprise and push of mercan- 

 tile life, the marvelous feats of engineering and a thousand other enterprises 

 depend in a large degree for their future success, as they have in the past, 

 upon the men now born or yet to be in rural homes. The glory and strength 

 of our future statesmanship, too, will rest, as it has, largely upon a similar 

 basis. Who has not been charmed by the descriptions of Monticello, the 



