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THE GARDENERS' CHRONICLE OF AMERICA. 



THE 



GARDENERS' CHRONICLE 



OF AMERICA. 



MARTIN C. EBEL, Managing Editor. 



Published by 



CHRONICLE PRESS 



M. E. MAYNARD, President. A. A. FAY, Sec'y. 



Office of Publication 



1 MontKomery Street, Jersey City, N. J. 



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

 Jersey City, N. J., under Act of Congress of March 3, 1879. 



Published on the 15th of each month. 



Advertising forms close on the 10th preceding publication. 

 For information regarding advertising rates, etc., address Advertising 

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



ADOPTED AS THE OFFICIAL ORGAN OF THE 

 NATIONAL ASSOCIATION OF GARDENERS 



President, Vice-President, Treasurer, 



WM. H. WAITE, J. W. EVERETT, JAMES STUART. 



Yonkers, N. Y. Glen Cove, X. Y. Maraaroneck. N. Y. 



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



TRUSTEES FOR 1914. 

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

 Duckham, Madison, N. J. ; Alexander MacKenzie, Highland Falls, N. Y. ; 

 John H. Dodds, Wyncote, Pa. 



DIRECTORS. 

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



Lenox, Mass. ; William N. Craig, Brookline, Mass. ; Frank E. Witney, 

 Fishkiii, 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.; Jas. MacMachan. Tuxedo Park, N. Y.; A. Bauer, Deal 

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

 Washington, D. C. : James C. Shield, Monticello, 111. 



To serve until 1917— A. J. Smith, Lake Geneva, Wis.; Theodore Wirth, 

 Minneapolis, Minn.; Wm. Hetrick. San Gabriel, Cal.; Robert Angus, 

 Tarrytown, N. Y. ; Robert P.ottomley, New Canaan, Conn.; Alex. Fraser, 

 Newport, R. I. ; Arthur Smith, Reading, Pa. 



Vol. X\'III. 



ALW. 1914. 



Nu. 1. 



The Chronicle is not given to sounding the praises 

 in its columns which others may bestow on it, as it 

 always has felt that space this would occupy can be 

 utilized for more interesting matter to our readers. 

 Let it be 'understood, however, that our readers are 

 no less appreciative than those of our contemporaries" 

 columns in lauding us as "You are the best ever," 

 "You can't be beat," "I cannot do without you." Of 

 course, we like to receive such expressions of com- 

 mendation and herewith acknowledge them collec- 

 tively ; but, kind reader, if you do not see your compli- 

 mentary manifestation in print, do not believe us to 

 be any the less appreciative for it. We can say with 

 all candor, that the many congratulatory messages 

 which come to us are as straws indicating that the 

 Chroxicle is making a gradual and steady growth 

 as an influencing factor in the horticultural world. 

 Can vou not observe it? 



Mr. Gardener, it is not too soon to plan for the 1915 

 spring show to be held in New York. The private 

 grower was much favored in the last two spring 

 events in New York, and a glance at the make-up of 

 next year's Flower Show Committee printed else- 

 where in these columns should make it self evident 

 that the gardener's interest will again be safeguarded. 



He is not asked to underwrite the guarantee fund, to 

 contribute to the expenses of the show or to assume 

 any obligations, except to prepare in ample time to 

 lift the generous prizes which are again to be offered. 

 This obligation he should faithfully assume. 



THE GLORY OF THE GARDEN. 



Our England is a garden that is full of stately views, 

 Of borders, beds and shrubberies and lawns and avenues, 

 With statues on the terraces and peacocks strutting by ; 

 But the Glory of the Garden lies in more than meets the 

 eye. 



For where the old thick laurels grow, along the thin red 



wall. 

 You'll find the tool- and potting-sheds which are the heart 



of all 

 The cold-frames and the hot-houses, the dung-pits and the 



tanks, 

 The rollers, carts and drain-pipes, with the barrows and 



the planks. 



.\nd there you'll see the gardeners, the men and 'prentice 



boys 

 Told off to do as they are bid and do it without noise ; 

 For, except when seeds are planted and we shout to scare 



the birds, 

 The Glory of the Garden it abideth not in words. 



And some can pot begonias and some can bud a rose. 

 And some are hardly fit to trust with anything that grows ; 

 But they can roll and trim the lawns and sift the sand and 



loam, 

 For the Glory of the Garden occupieth all who come. 



Our England is a garden, and such gardens are not made 



By singing: — "Oh. how beautiful," and sitting in the 

 shade, 



\Miile better men than we go out and start their working 

 lives 



At grubbing weeds from gravel-paths with broken dinner- 

 knives. 



There's not a jjair of legs so thin, there's not a head so 



thick, 

 There's not a hand so weak and white, nor yet a heart so 



sick. 

 But it can find some needful job that's crying to be done, 

 For the Glory of the Garden glorifieth every one. 



Then seek your job with thankfulness and work till 



further orders, 

 If it's only netting strawberries or killing slugs on 



borders ; 

 And when your back stops aching and vour hands begin 



to harden. 

 You will find yourself a partner in the Glory of the 



Garden. 



Oh, Adam was a gardener, and God who made him sees 

 That half a proper gardener's work is done upon his 



knees. 

 So when your work is finished, you can wash your hands 



and pray 

 For the Glory of the Garden that it may not pass away ! 

 And the Glory of the Garden it shall never pass away ! 



RUDYARD KiPLI.N'G. 



