filled with branches of the lovely Florida dogwood? Soon this 
showy beautifier of our Spring woods will be but a memory. 
Our beautiful cardinal flower, lobelia cardinalis, with which no 
other bloom can vie in vividness of color and charm, is another victim 
of its own beauty. Growing as it does in marshes or the soft soil of 
the water's edge, it is usually pulled up, roots and all, when gathered; 
it too is becoming alarmingly scarce where once its gorgeous spikes 
lent beauty to the late Summer days. 
This humble little article has as its aim the hope that some of 
the Member Clubs of the Garden Club of America may, as part of 
their season's work, create a sentiment in their locality which will 
regulate and influence the ruthless picking of wild flowers. 
Dear Bulletin Readers who are flower lovers and producers of 
such beauty in your own gardens, help keep the world of beauty that 
Nature has produced far beyond the realm of lawn or garden. 
Margaret L. Gage, 
Litchfield Garden Club. 
A Wild Flower Preservation Committee is now being formed with 
Miss Mary Haldane, Ulster Garden Club, Kingston-on-Hudson, 
New York, as chairman. Each member club has been asked to 
appoint a member to serve on this committee and it is hoped that 
much useful activity will result. 
Insect Life with the Flowers 
Having spent the Summer months surrounded by wild-flower 
gardens, I returned to greet prosy Winter, with the meditation that 
it is not enough to know the name of the flower you meet in the 
meadow; there is a scheme of salvation for every species of flower in 
the struggle for survival, that has been slowly perfected, with some 
insect help, through the ages. The little blossom is not a passive 
thing to be simply admired by human eyes, nor does it waste its 
sweetness upon the desert air. It is a sentient thing, acting intelli- 
gently through the same strong desires that animate us. 
" Desire ever creates form." If you doubt it study the mechanism 
of the common Milk Weed which is adjusted with such marvelous 
delicacy to the length of a bee's tongue, or of a butterfly's leg. Learn 
why so many flowers have sticky calices or protective hairs — why 
the purple trillium gives such a disagreeable odor, while other flowers 
charm with their delicate breath. 
Interest should be aroused in flower lovers of this insect world 
of which we know so little. The little Sundew not only catches 
insects but secretes juices to digest them; the pitcher plant, I am 
