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tioned. They will have nothing to do with us. Thej 

 are aristocratic Easterners that will die before they 

 will live with us. I thought our hot suns and drying- 

 winds too much, so I got 1,000 of the hardiest kinds 

 I could hear of, and put them under a screen. Kal- 

 mias, Azaleas, Rhododendrons, all died in a year, de- 

 spite the tenderest care. Do you wonder that we love 

 a flower that will step in and take their places, one 

 that never grumbles or pines, and is never homesick, 

 that is more fragrant and lovely than the best of them ? 

 I have attended some of the most famous flower shows 

 of the East, and here in E'ebraska we can raise as fine 

 Paeonies as anywhere on earth. We plant roses, and 

 they kill down and dwindle away, but the Paeonj^ stays 

 by, us. Millions are needed for our Western states. 

 Billions are needed for the Dakotas, Minnesota and 

 Manitoba, where they do as well as in England. When 

 the finest flowers on earth are fitted for such a vast 

 empire, and they will grow and thrive where other 

 things will not, you can depend on them. 



Talk about Ginseng for profit! Go to raising Pae- 

 onies. This is work for ladies. Already many are 

 going into it. There is much less care and expense 

 than in raising chickens, though as light work the two 

 go together. The hen is mightier than the sword. 

 She seems insignificant, yet her produce and progeny 

 every year are greater than the output of all the gold 

 mines, and the more eggs and chickens you raise, the 

 higher they get. The two enterprises are in woman's 

 realm. Mrs. Pleas, of Indiana, has raised some fine 



