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FLORISTS' PUBLISHINQ CO.. S20-535 CaztoD Bulldlnz. CHICAGO. 



Vol. VI. 



CHICAGO AND NEW YORK, AUGUST 9, 1900. 



No. 141. 



WHEN AT THE CONVENTION. 



DO NOT FAIL TO SEE THE 

 EXHIBIT OF OUR NEW FERN, 



Nephrolepis Wittboldii 



Then if it strikes your fancy do not fail 

 to procure some of the first stock, for 

 which we will book orders 



THE GEO. WITTBOLD CO. 



1657 Buckingham Place. 



.CHICAGO. 



Going to the Convention? 



If so, your trip will not be 

 complete without a visit to 



M. RICE & CO,, 



Leading Florists' Supply House in America, 



who extend a cordial invitation to all florists to the 

 use of our facilities, and to make our place 

 their headquarters while in Philadelphia. 



Yours very truly. 



M. RICE & CO., 



No. 918 Filbert Street. PHILADELPHIA, PA. 



KENNICOn BROS. CO. 



Headquarter^ 



^WISTERN 

 NEW; YORK 



WM.F.KASTING 



WHOLESALE 

 Mi COMMISSION 

 FLORIST.... 



BOSES, CABNATIOITS 



And all kinds of Season- 

 able Flowers in stock. 



Also dealer in Florists' Supplies 

 and Wire Designs. 



481 Washington St., BIFFALO, N. Y. 



GIVE US A TRIAL. 



WE CAN PLEASE YOU. 



Ready Now. ""c^il^s 



^ Write for prices. 



BERMIDA FREESIAS AND OXALIS. 



Romans. Paper Whites and Holland Bulbs soon to arrive. 

 Let us give prices on your requirements. 



PANSY SEED. 



Barnard's Florists' Mistnre, 



One L-ighth ounce, $l.O0; Trade Packet, 2Sc 



SUIIiAX, ounce. 40c; pound. $1.25. 

 ASFABAQUS SFBEtTO-EBI, 2.5s. 15c; 100s. 50c. 



Uastica, gal. 81.25; six for 86. SO. 



Van Beyper Foints, 1000. 60c: '''000 for $2.75 



Glazing Sundries 



W. W. BARNARD & CO., k 



161 and 163 

 NZIE ST.. 



CHICAGO. 



The angel of the Hewers one day 

 Beneath a rose tree sleeping lay,— 



That spirit to whose charge is given 

 To bathe young buds in dews from heaven, 



Awaking from his light repose, 

 The Angel whispered to the Rose : 



"O fondest object of my care, 

 Still fairest found where all are fair, 



For the sweet shade thou"st giv'n to me. 

 Ask what thou wilt, 'tis granted thee." 



"Then," said the Rose, with deepened glow. 

 "On me another grace bestow. ' 



The Spirit paused in silent thought. 

 What grace was there that flower had not? 



'Twas hut a moment— o'er the Rose 

 A veil of moss the Spirit throws, 



.\nd robed in nature's simplest weed. 

 Could there a flower that Rose exceed? 



— Hknky Phillips. 



