i66 FOURTH NATIONAL FLOWER SHOW 
THE GARDEN TO ENJOY 
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BY MAURICE FULD 
There is not a soul in this wide, wide world of ours which does not, for the 
ultimate goal in life, reach out for that condition of mind which spells "happi- 
ness." We simply differ as to how best to reach it. 
I claim that the most perfect happiness in life can easily be obtained 
through the pursuit of gardening; and the fact that gardening is more popular 
than ever before is because so many men and women have discovered this very 
secret. Yet I claim that most persons have still to reach the inner sanctum 
in the realm of gardening, where is to be found the joyous thrills which make 
happiness complete. When the great host of gardeners once reach this inner 
sanctum, gardening will no longer be considered a popular fad, but an absolute 
necessity for a complete and perfect life. I assert that this supreme goal will 
be reached, and very soon. 
This prediction I found on facts — facts so unmistakable that even the 
blind can "read the writing on the wall." 
Why is there to-day such a thirst for knowledge of practical gardening? 
What is the cause of that miraculous growth of the Garden Club movement? 
What is it that brings thousands of men and women to theatres to listen to a 
talk on "Practical Gardening" — and, mind you, they pay for admission? 
Do you know that there are three garden clubs in America which are com- 
posed entirely of male members? 
What has made it possible to give successful flower shows, with attendances 
unheard of in the past? 
All this interest is not because we take hold of gardening, but because 
gardening takes hold of us. 
It is my aim in this humble effort, to present a vision to the "blind" — to 
those who do gardening, and those who do gardening but imperfectly — and 
there are very many in this latter category — so as to convince them that there 
is something of infinite value below the surface of our "fad," something 
worth all the struggles of the past; and to inspire them with energy and courage 
to strive on until they, too, sit at that fountain of joy, rest in its refreshing 
presence, and sip, from its unceasing flow, the precious drops of the elixir of life. 
Did you say, dear reader, "Please stop — let me ask you a question?" I 
knew that you were ready for that question long ago, and to prove to you that 
I know it, I'll ask it for you: "It is very well for you to say that there is joy 
in gardening, but how can I, an unexperienced layman, reach the goal you hold 
before my vision?" 
Very well, I will tell you: 
