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THE GARDENERS' CHRONICLE OF AMERICA. 



THE 



GARDENERS' CHRONICLE 



OF AMERICA. 



MARTIN C. EBEL, Managing Editor, 



Published by 



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Entered as second class matter February 18, 1905, at the Post Office at 



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Published on the 15th of each month. 



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 Department, Gardeners' Chronicle. Madison, N. J. 



ADOPTED AS THE OFFICIAL ORGAN OF THE 

 NATIONAL ASSOCIATION OF GARDENERS 



President, Vice-President, Treasurer, 



WM. H. WAITE, A. J. SMITH, JAMES STUART, 



Yonkers, N. Y. Lake Geneva, Wis. Mamaroneck, N. Y. 



Secretary. MARTIN C. EBEL, Madison, N. J. 



George McWilliam. 



TRUSTEES FOR 1913. 



Peter Duff, Orange, N. J.; William Kleinheinz, Ogontz, Pa.; William 

 Duckham, Madison, N. J.; Alexander MacKenzie, Glen Cove, N. Y.; John H. 



Dodds, Wyncote, Pa. 



DIRECTORS. 



To serve until 191'1 — Robert Angus, Tarrytown, N. Y. ; Robert Bottomley, 

 New Canaan, Conn.; Carl Schaeffer, Tuxedo Park, N. Y.; E. Wetterlow, 

 West Manchester, Mass.; T. J. Kempton, Baychester, N. Y.; E. Trethewey. 

 Tarrytown, N. Y.; Alexander Fraser, Newport. R. I. 



To serve until 1915— John Shore, Harrison, N. Y.; Thomas Proctor, 

 Lenox, Mass.; William N. Craig, North Easton, Mass.; Frank E. Witney, 

 Fishkill, N. Y.; Robert Williamson, Greenwich, Conn.; F. Kirk, Bar 

 Harbor, Me.; James Bell, New York, N. Y. 



To serve until 1916— Thomas W. Logan, Jenkintown, Pa.; John F. Huss, 

 Hartford, Conn.; John W. Everett, Glen Cove, N. Y.; A. Bauer, Deal 

 Beach, N. J.; John W. Jones, Pittsburgh, Pa.; Alexander McPherson, 

 Washington. D. C; James C. Shield, Monticello, III. 



Vol. XVI 



October, 1913 



No. 12 



The season of annual Fall flower shows is again at 

 hand. It is only necessary to study the liberal prize 

 schedules offered for competition by the various local 

 societies to satisfy one's self that these annual flower 

 shows are becoming more and more popular each year, 

 and that they are being more liberally patronized than 

 ever before by the flower loving public, both among the 

 growers and admirers of nature's greatest art. 



That this interest now aroused shall not be permitted 

 to wane, but shall continuously increase, it behooves 

 every gardener to do his mite to further the efforts of 

 those who season after season strive to make each suc- 

 ceeding show more successful than those of the past. 



These flower shows are the great source through which 

 the world at large may be enlightened as to what really 

 constitutes the profession of gardening — that it requires 

 a far greater ability than sowing the seed and then await 

 the sprouting of the plant. These shows illustrate that 

 gardening is a real science, which demands continuous 

 study and practice in order to master it. 



The humble gardener, with but a few blooms or plants 

 entered at a show, benefits his profession far more than 

 the gardener who controls an extensive collection of 

 many varieties but who hesitates to exhibit because he 

 fears that he may be out-classed by the quality of his 

 competitor's display and thus remains away. 



George McWilliam, one of New England's best knowri 

 private gardeners, died at his home in Whitinsville, 

 Mass., on September 13 in his 68th year. Mr. Mc- 

 William was a native of Scotland, and landed in America 

 in 1872. He was employed under David Allan for a 

 number of years on the once noted Pratt estate in Water- 

 town, leaving there in 1884 for a position in Whitins- 

 ville. At the time of his decease he had been head 

 gardener on the George M. Whitin estate for some 

 twenty-five years. 



Air. McWilliam was noted as a Calanthe grower, and 

 the manner in which he grew these beautiful orchids 

 p.xcited the wonder and admiration of all who saw them 

 growing or blooming at Whitinsville. Several new 

 Calanthes were raised by him and were awarded silver 

 medals at the Pioston shows. A number of years ago 

 he raised a batch of 70 plants of the beautiful Cymbidum 

 eburneo-Lowianum, all large specimen plants, which re- 

 ceived a gold medal from the Massachusetts Horticul- 

 tural Society. He also raised a number of seedling 

 Zygopetalums, Cattleyas and Cypripediums. Of Dip- 

 ladenias he raised a beautiful collection from seed, also 

 receiving a gold medal for these. Luculia gratissima 

 was a plant he handled to perfection, and he had some 

 large plants of the sweet scented Daphne Indica alba. 

 Grapes he also grew of very fine quality. 



.\t the Worcester and Boston shows Mr. McWilliam 

 was a frequent exhibitor ; he was noted as a plantsman 

 and officiated as a judge at the late New York Inter- 

 national Show. He was held in much esteem by all his 

 fellow craftsmen, who attended the funeral services on 

 September 16, which were under the direction of the 

 Masonic fraternity. A large auto-truck was required to 

 haul the wealth of floral offerings to the Whitinsville 

 Cemetery. Mr. McWilliam was a member of the Wor- 

 cester County and Massachusetts Horticultural Societies. 

 He left a widow, a brother in Nova Scotia, and two 

 sisters in Scotland to mourn his decease. 



DAHLIAS. 



There's a row of lovely ladies down my wind-swept 



garden-way, 

 Where the russet leaves go whirling in the sunny 



Autumn day. 

 There's the gleam of silk and satin, softest velvet, rose 



and red. 

 Where my Dahlias bloom in splendor with the red beech 



overhead. 



There are courtly dames in crimson, there are damosels 



moon-white. 

 Ladies gown'd in peach and purple, deepest damask, 



amber bright, 

 There's the rustling of green cushions all around that 



how'r serene. 

 Where the Dahlias sweep their curtseys, greeting Au-- 



tumn's gipsy-queen. 



There's a row of lovely ladies where returning robin 



sings. 

 Homeward come from farthest woodland with a flutter 



of soft wings. 

 And tho' all the garden's dreary and the wind wails 



down the hill. 

 O'er my Dahlias swallows linger and I dream 'tis Sum-- 



mer still. — Selected. 



