September 11, 1915 



HOKTICULTUKE 



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EDWIN LONSDALE 





It was fioiM ICL i.'il'he's -ail privilege lo be tlie ouly one ut' the trade journals to aiiiitiiiiin' liie tleatii ol; 

 Edwin Lonsdale in last week's issue. As an addenda to the quite complete lite record and oliitiiarv notes there 

 presented we have the hdnor to place before our readers, herewith, a few testimonials from men who knew and 

 loved r]d. Lonsdale, as a oarland worthy of his memory and a heart trilmte to one of Xatnre"s noblemen. 



FROM PATRICK O'MARA. 



The news of Edwin Lonsdale's death 

 came as a shock, although not unex- 

 pected. The passing away of such a 

 man leaves deep regret with all who 

 had the pleasure of knowing him. 



His work in horticulture was of 

 great value to the cult and it will no 

 doubt be fully dwelt uiMn by those 

 who were in close touch with him. 



It is the removal from among us of 

 such a kindly, lovable man which will 

 cause unusual sorrow throughout the 

 trade for there was hardly another so 

 universally beloved for sterling quali- 

 ties of mind and heart. 



Successful business men come and 

 go without leaving a deep impression; 

 but men such as Edwin Lonsdale leave 

 behind them a memory which inspires 

 others to do better things. Men such 

 as he supply that "Touch of nature 

 which makes the world akin. " He will 

 be deeply mourned and his memory 

 will remain fresh and green for many 

 a year. He loved the flowers and his 

 life was like them, giving forth bright- 

 ness and cheerfulness without stint. 



P.VTRICK O'M.VK.V. 



New York. 



FROM J. OTTO THILOW. 



In the career of Edwin Lonsdale, 

 the horticultural world is impressed 

 with the persistent conformity of one's 

 love tor his vocation. In his exit from 

 the stage of life's activities, we are 

 impressed with the stern reality, that 

 life is made up of coming and going. 

 His friends and all who knew him. 

 keenly feel the loss of one so genial, 

 kind and affectionate and rigidly loyal 

 to any trust imposed upon him, con- 

 forming to the wishes of those he 

 served. 



While Providence was kind in many 

 ways, yet sorrow lell upon him when 

 responsibilities were heavy, but he 

 emerged from the weight of distress, 

 resigned entirely to conditions over 

 which he had no control. The genial 

 Lonsdale has left his impress never 

 to be erased from our memory. His 

 sterling worth won tor him honors he 

 so well deserved. 



Philadelphia. J- Otto Tiiiiow, 



FROM SARAH A. HILL. 



We have always felt very closely at- 

 tached to Mr. Lonsdale, and have been 

 deeply pained over the series of mis- 

 fortunes which have befallen him. 

 Many a time we have wondered why 

 they were permitted in his life and in 

 the life of his dear, good wiff. His 

 memory will be cherished for many a 

 year by a large circle of affectionate 

 friends. S. A, Hill. 



Richmond, Ind. 



FROM WILLIAM BURNS SMITH, 

 Ex-Mayor of Philadelphia. 



• EUWIX l,ONSH.\LE. • 



• Born, Oct. fl, 1845. Wiril, .>»f|>t. I. lain. • 



".\nii the stiitoly ships i£0 on. 



To their h;ivi'n under the liili ; 

 But O for the touch of ;i vanished hand 

 And tile sound of a voice that is still." 

 — Tetinysou, 



Every light has its shadow and 

 every sorrow its balm, and as we jour- 

 new through life we meet occasionally 

 people who impress themselves upon 

 the tablets of our memory and leave 

 a sweet and indelible impress of 

 their personality, character and dis- 

 tinguished virtues. 



This is the realm which Edwin 

 Lonsdale created for himself. Here 

 his magnetic personality and great 

 heart filled with social qualities of 

 good fellowship adorned him, and 

 were reflected back in the hearts of 

 his associates. 



It was my good fortune to become 

 acquainted with him soon after his 

 arrival in Philadelphia, and I was at 

 once impressed with his most excel- 

 lent qualities. In organizations such 

 as the Pennsylvania Horticultural So- 

 ciety, the Philadelphia Florists' Club 

 and the Society of American Florists, 

 abounding in men of cultured taste 

 and sweet simplicity, it required more 

 than ordinary capacity to make its 

 mark, but here he was in his proper 

 element. Dignified, humorous, logical 

 and amiable he was the boon com- 

 panion of all. and his personality, like 

 the perfume of the roses he grew, w-as 

 over all. Such men are worth much to 

 the world and their departure leaves 

 a void which cannot be effaced by the 

 tears of affection or the most sincere 

 love of our sorrowing hearts either 

 expressed in words or by moraoriam. 



Adieu to the noble hearted, gener- 

 ous, social friend and companion, who 

 made us all happy as he in his own 

 inimitable way and led us into that 

 old refrain — sweet with the memories 

 of his dear i)ersonality, when we recall 

 how he would recommence after each 

 assumed interruption, his good old 

 song — 



"Oh! The lirave old Duke of York," iVcc. 



The echo of his manly voice will 

 steal in unbidden through the long 

 years which will be consecrated to his 

 memory and let us join with the poet 

 Longfellow, when he says— 



"The friends who leave us do not feel the 

 sorrow 

 (If iiarllni;. iis we feel II, who must stay 



l.a nil 11(1 day l>y day, 



.\nd knowint; when we wake npou tbe 

 morrow, 

 \Ye .shall nol llml hi Its nccusfoined 



place 

 The one liehn-ed f;o-e." 



Farewell! Old friend, your memory 

 is a sweet heritage. 



William Hirns Smith. 

 "Sunset," Laurel Springs, N. J. 



FROM PATRICK WELCH. 



I am grieved to learn of the death 

 of Edwin Lonsdale. While visiting in 

 Los ..Vngeles, Aug. 24, it was my in- 

 tention to call on him but I was in- 

 formed that he could not be seen. 

 When I returned to Boston, Sept. 2, 

 1 learned of his death. 



Edwin Lonsdale was a splendid type 

 of a man and did much to advance 

 horticultural interests in this coun- 

 try. He was a gentleman who had 

 many excellent qualities — always a 

 good natured, jolly, pleasant compan- 

 ion whose personality earned for him 

 a host of friends who 1 am sure deeply 

 regret his loss. 1 wish to express 

 my sympathy for those whom he held 

 dear. Pvtrick Welch. 



Boston. 



FROM W. A. MANDA, 

 The body of the noblest of horticul- 

 turists is gone; no more the bright, 

 smiling face to behold nor the wise 

 and learned words to listen to, yet the 

 never-fading memory will be with us 

 all who had the fortune to know per- 

 sonally this man. Yes, man, every 

 inch of him, a gentleman without a 

 peer, horticulturist in all the different 

 branches, of the highest standard, sur- 

 passed by none, deserving the first 

 niche in the Hall of Fame of our pro- 

 fession. Modest to a fault, most un- 

 selfish, either privately or in business, 

 devoting his whole life to his family 

 and the profession he so loved, nobler 

 in character and deeds than the Duke 

 of York, with whose song he used to 

 delight us on festive occasions, the 

 best tribute we can offer is to follow 

 his example and thus raise the stand- 

 ard of manhood and horticulture. 



W. A. M.v.Nn.\. 

 South Orange, N. J. 



FROM GEORGE C. WATSON. 

 Good old Ned! He was a prince of 

 good fellows. We ne'er shall see his 

 like again. But Edwin Lonsdale was 

 far more than a prince of good fellows 

 — full of wit and geniality and human 

 kindness! He was also an inspira- 

 tion for every one he came in contact 

 with. The most unselfish and tireless 

 worker tor the uplift I have ever 

 known. He was always a leader in 

 everything aiming to advance horti- 

 culture. He had initiative and enthusi- 

 asm and carried us all by storm. It 

 was not only what he did himself; but 

 what he made others do — a vastly 

 more important thing. When I came 

 to Philadelphia from Boston twenty- 

 seven years ago Edwin Lonsdale was 

 one of the first warm friends I made, 

 and I am proud to say we remained so 

 lo the end. We worked together, 

 played together, fought together dur- 

 ing all these years and I feel today that 

 I have lost a tried, true, trusted and 

 loving comrade. Blessings on his 



