travel well unless in bud, and then you mu^ wrap each bud 

 in waxed paper. Sweet peas go well, carnations be^ of all. 

 What a pity it is some of the money spent on wreaths after 

 the friend is gone is not expended on flowers beforehand, 

 and sent to cheer the sick-bed. Flowers help one to get well. A 

 friend who was very ill years ago always had her room filled 

 with flowers. I can see them now. These flowers were the 

 talisman which gave her courage and faith. Flowers that 

 whispered of hope, along the path of pain and suffering. 

 Fir^ came the snowdrops, then primroses, and a glorious 

 bowl of cowslips, and she has never had so many lilies 

 of the valley before or since. I recall her telling me that one 

 evening when even hope was tired out, some one came into 

 her room with a bunch of fresh lilies and a bundle of white 

 lilacs and sweet peace came again. A branch of yellow roses 

 made her determine to be well again. This is my message to 

 every one who has a garden and who does not send flowers to 

 some sick friend. "You who have flowers, share them with 

 the sick and suffering; you who have flowers, send them to the 

 sad and sorrowing. Do not tarry on the way, but send them, 

 and reap blessings for the kindly deed. They are the King's 

 jewels; each blossom blooms in answer to His will, and 

 surely for some good purpose. They are entru^ed to your 

 care, a precious tru^ for the sake of others. Flowers breathe 

 hope, courage, patience. Send them." 



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