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plant breeding as practiced by Prof. Hansen, Luther Burbanks and 

 others, it all comes under the head of "cultivation for the permanent 

 improvement of our fruits." 



THE GARDEN OF EDEN. 



ROBT. PARKHILI,, CHATFIELD. 

 (So. Minn. Hort. Society.) 



Ages ago when the world was new, 



Grandfather Adam and Grandmother Eve 

 Owned all the earth, but a tree or two 



Pendent with apples of rosy hue — 

 If ancient tradition we may believe. 



Then came a time — but the tale you know — 



Tempted, they tasted that fruit of fame, 

 He held the branches down so- low, 

 She gathered apples and toil and woe: 

 Each shared the sentence, both to blame. 



Never again might their eyes behold 



Eden, the garden so fair and grand. 

 Silvery lakes girt with sands of gold 

 Mirrored the scene in that orchard old : 

 "Leave it forever," the stern command. 



Roaming the woods as the years roll by, 



Earning their bread by the sweat of their brow, 



Often for Eden they pine and cry, 



Thorny the roses on which they lie, 

 Bitter the apples they gather now. 



Sunset of life brought them rest, and then 



Eden the sinless they found above, 

 But often to earth they returned again, 

 Searching if yet had been found by men 



Apples like those in the Garden of Love. 



Rambling all over the torrid zone, 



(Legends assure us this tale may be true) 



Grandma got weary, so Adam alone 



Floated away on a trip of his own, 

 Looking for Eden in regions new. 



Nightly the Star of the North his guide, 



Slowly he sought for a cooler clime, 

 Daily he sighted the flowing tide 

 Of the Father of Waters, so deep and wide, 

 Making a picture of beauty sublime. 



