THE FLORAL IVORLT). 



The Floral World 



PUBLISHED MONTHL.Y BY THE 



FLORAL WORLD COMPANY, 



12 to 14 South. Limestone Street, 

 Springfield, Ohio. 



Subscription Price, 25 Cents a Year. 



Entered as second-class matter at the Postoffice in 

 Springfield. Ohio, 



We will give $26.00 in prizes for the 

 five best articles for publication in the 

 August number of The Floral World 

 which may be submitted by subscribers. 



The first prize will be $10.00; the 

 second, $7.50; the third, $5.00; the fourth, 

 $2.50; and the fifth, $1.00. The awards 

 will be announced in our September 

 issue. 



No article which contains more than 

 two hundred words will be considered. 

 All contributions entered in this prize 

 contest must reach us not later than 

 June 1. 



The purpose of these prizes is to se- 

 cure for publication in The Floral 

 World matter which gives the actual 

 experiences in flower growing of those 

 who have subscribed for the journal. 

 Prizes offered for articles published in 

 the May number have been awarded 

 as follows : 



First prize— Bridget, Virginia. 



Second prize — Mrs, E. A. Taylor, 

 Minnesota. 



Third prize— Mrs. J. M. Ballinger, 

 Texas. 



Fourth prize — "Sister Bee," Maine. 

 Fifth prize — Mrs. G. T. Drennan, 

 Xiouisiana. 



ONE WAY OF DOING IT. 



Sixty-six years ago this spring I be- 

 gan flower gardening. With an old 

 "nigger hoe" I hacked up a little loose 

 dirt in a rail fence corner and planted 

 a few seeds of a tall coarse-looking 

 single marigold. They grew and 

 thrived wonderfully, and to me— a 

 flower-loving child — they were beauti- 

 ful, and the fragrance just simply ex- 



quisite. I still love the marigold per- 

 fume, but to my father it was nause- 

 ating and he would not allow me to 

 bring the flowers into the house, or 

 even come in myself, from my flower 

 garden, until I had shaken the scent 

 from my clothes and washed my 

 hands. From that time until the pres- 

 ent there has been but very few sea- 

 sons that I have not cultivated at 

 least a few plants either in garden, 

 yard or house. 



I have just recently received, in fine 

 condition, thirty-five fine plants from 

 "The Woman Florist" of your town — 

 to whom I am indebted for a sample 

 copy of Floral World. When the 

 plants were unpacked they were laid 

 in a pan of warm water while the 

 cans — I cannot command pots — ^to 

 grow them in are made ready by 

 placing a few bits of charcoal and 

 burnt bone over the drainage holes in 

 bottom of cans, then a little very rot- 

 ten wood to hold moisture; about a 

 couple or three inches of moist (not 

 wet) top soil from the garden was 

 gently pressed in, the wet roots care- 

 fully spread out, loose mellow soil 

 sprinkled in among them and firmly 

 pressed down, and the can filled near- 

 ly full of loose soil, slightly watered 

 and set away in a dark corner for 

 thirty-six hours. Then they were 

 brought out into the light of an east 

 window, the leaves washed, the cans 

 filled up with mellow earth, and a 

 half of an egg shell filled with water 

 set on top of the soil of each can to 

 supply, by evaporation, the needed 

 moisture for the leaves. Every morn- 

 ing I wet the leaves with tepid water. 

 I think that every plant will grow, as 

 most of them show new buds or 

 leaves. One rose has already bloomed, 

 but I clipped off the blossom as soon 

 as open. 



Nebraska. Mrs. E. O. Lewis. 



For the hottest, driest place in your 

 garden, get a plumbago, either the 

 blue or the white. 



