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He said that for several years there had been no one to specially 

 care for their chickens, and as a consequence they hadn't done ver\- 

 well, but this year he had two hens that did remarkably well. 

 They had succeeded in raising all of the chickens they hatched. 

 It soon developed that these two hens both set in the same nest, 

 and by their united efforts they had hatched one egg I 



One more feature in Air. Tuttle's career I must mention. 

 "There's a divinity that shapes our ends, rough-hew them how we 

 may." Mr. Tuttle's own plan for life did not include a horticultural 

 career. He fitted himself for a dry-goods merchant. Circum- 

 stances led him into horticulture. Advised by his physician to leave 

 the store permanently he essayed general farming, but the chinch 

 bugs destroyed his grain. Then he went to raising fruit. When 

 he got into horticulture it developed that he had received a special 

 training and equipment for the work he was destined to do. Did 

 his experience in dry-goods give him any special training for 

 horticulture? I think so. <I\Ir. Tuttle would handle fruit with the 

 gentlest touch of any man I ever saw. I cannot help thinking that 

 one secret of his great success as an exhibitor was in his sensitive 

 touch. Now, you look at his hand, and it indicated firmness and 

 strength. Whence came this supersensitive touch? It is a very un- 

 usual thing in tillers of the soil. Was it not from the vears of con- 

 stant feeling of goods to judge of their texture? His wife, his 

 sons, his farm, his location, his associations, yea, even failing 

 health, chinch bugs, adverse seasons, panics — all these united 

 to make the noted horticulturist. He never lost faith, he always 

 saw victory ahead. ^^ hen honors came to him, they rejoiced his 

 heart and the hearts of his friends. He had earned them. Mr. 

 Tuttle was a forceful writer and an earnest speaker. He was 

 hospitable and genial. Probably no other home in the northwest 

 has entertained so many noted horticulturists. The close of this 

 long and active life was no "untimely end." He came to his grave 

 "in a full age like as a shock of grain cometh in in its season." 



