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1 FOR. BOTH AMATEUR AND PROFESSIONAL 
1 GROWERS OF THE GLADIOLUS, DAHLIA, IRIS, ETC. 
Entered as second-class matter March 31, 1914, at post office at 
Calcium, N.Y., under act of March 3. 1879. 
| PUBLISHED MONTHLY ON THE FIRST OF THE j 
: MONTH BY MADISON COOPER, CALCIUM, N. Y. ! 
Subscription price: Three years, $2.00; One year, $1.00. 
MEMORIAL TREES. 
[Written ,xf«h for Thr Flower Grower. ) BY BERTHA BERB ERT-H AMMOND. 
U nusual popular 
interest has been 
aroused by the 
suggestion of the 
American Forestry As- 
sociation, that a tree be 
planted as a memorial 
for each soldier and sailor 
who, in the World’s War, 
sacrificed his life in the 
services of this country. 
This idea, to provide a 
living expression of the 
Nation’s homage to its 
hero dead, is a beautiful 
and appropriate one, for 
nothing could more fit- 
tingly commemorate the 
brave deeds that will live 
forever in the annals of 
a grateful people. A per- 
manent war memorial 
could take no better form 
than the planting in our 
towns, parks, door-yards 
or on our highways, 
hardy, long-lived trees. 
The longevity of trees is 
well exemplified by a 
huge tree, reputed to be 
over 2000 years’ old which 
is situated on the Island 
of Kos, off the coast of 
Asia Minor. Near this 
famous old tree is a 
marble seat, from which 
the Greek doctor, Hip- 
pocrates, (born over 400 
years before Christ) is 
supposed to have taught 
the healing art to his 
pupils. According to 
tradition, St. Luke and 
St. Paul rested beneath 
the spreading branches 
of this ancient living 
monument. 
The memorial tree idea 
seems to have had its 
origin in Tacony, Penn., 
where the Episcopal 
Church of The Holy In- 
nocents, planted on the 
lawn, four beautiful trees 
and dedicated them to 
the memory of the soldier 
dead of that town, one of 
the many little towns 
that 
“ Bred them clean and 
straight and strong, 
Sent them forth to right the 
wrong, 
Little town their glorious 
death, 
Makes you kin to Nazareth.” 
— Hilda Morris. 
The idea is so meritor- 
ious that it seems to have 
gained the instant ap- 
proval of the American 
people and many plans 
for memorial tree plant- 
ing are taking concrete 
form in various parts of 
the United States. This 
year. Arbor Day is likely 
to prove a day devoted 
especially to the planting 
of trees and the dedica- 
tion of same to the mem- 
ory of those youths who 
gave their lives for their 
country. In quaint, old 
New Orleans, the Wo- 
man’s Club are planning 
to set beautiful palm 
trees along the roadways 
entering that city. The 
Lincoln Highway Asso- 
ciation contemplates 
planting memorial trees 
along the 3,300 miles of 
that international high- 
way. If all these various 
commendable projects 
are carried out, if each 
municipality considering 
erecting a war memorial 
will make tree planting 
part of the memorial 
program, what a colos- 
sal, magnificent and en- 
during medium for keep- 
ing green the memory of 
[ Concluded on page 51.] 
GLADIOLUS - PINK PERFECTION. 
We are indebted to C. R. Hinkle, St. Joseph, Mich., for this beautiful illus- 
tration of the variety. Pink Perfection. Mr. Hinkle writes that he had this 
photograph taken to illustrate the beauty of what some people claim is one fault 
of Pink Perfection— c rooked spikes, and we quote from Mr. Hinkle’s letter as 
follows : 
Some people say : I would like the Gladiolus better if it were not so stiff 
and straight and formal.* To such I commend Pink Perfection, with its grace- 
fully curved spikes, with lines of beauty adaptable to vases of various sizes and 
shapes in keeping with the number of spikes used. A single spike in an indi- 
vidual vase is * a thing of beauty ’ and a dozen in a large receptacle are * a joy 
forever.’ Flowers usually large, of a wide-opened Lily shape, an exquisite soft 
yet bright pink, sometimes flushed and feathered darker at tips of petals. A 
number open at once and many of the buds showing color, looking much like 
pink rosebuds. 
An elderly gentleman who has grown many beautiful flow’ers. especially 
Roses, sat before a large vase of this variety on my porch in rapt admiration for 
quite a while. Finally he said : ‘ That is the most beautiful vase of flow r ers 
I ever saw, and I have seen many beautiful ones.’ ” 
