[ FOR BOTH AMATEUR AND PROFESSIONAL 
| 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 | 
I MONTH BY MADISON COOPER, CALCIUM, N. Y. j 
Subscription price: Three years, $2.00; One year, $1.00. 
[Written expressly fir The Flower Grouser . ] 
In Our Glad Garden of Delight. 
By Rose Blair Marsh. 
ROM THE TIME the first 
bloom, so eagerly watched 
for, greets us in the early 
summer, ’ n f: ' the last 
cherished blossoi. departs in 
the fall, ours is ti .ly a garden 
of delight. 
This year the beautiful crim- 
son blossom of War was the 
last of the Glads to flower. I 
hope it was symbolical of the 
last real war that will ever be 
— the one just ended. 
My husband, being a man 
of sentiment, this year planted 
Peace and War side by side 
and to the many friends who 
visited our garden, that par- 
ticular spot seemed to hold the 
most interest. Who knows, 
perhaps the good fairies down 
in the heart of every flower, 
may have heard some of the 
unspoken prayers and carried 
them on thought waves and 
helped with their little mite 
toward universal peace. To 
any readers of this who may 
not believe in fairies, let them 
beware, lest they be old be- 
fore their time and soured to 
the joys of life. 
One of the visitors took us 
to task for not selling the 
blooms for a patriotic cause. 
So, one day, when I was down 
street, I stepped into one of 
the large retail floral shops 
and asked the proprietor if he 
could use any Gladioli. His 
reply in the negative was so 
very emphatic that it nettled 
me, and I then and there made 
a mental resolve to get an 
order from him. Instead of 
leaving, I wandered around 
the room, asking innocent 
questions about various plants 
and a new flower on display. 
Finally, I remarked, "I see you 
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GLADIOLUS-ASBTABULA. 
Originated by Munsell & Harvey, Ashtabula, Ohio. A tall grow- 
ing light pink of vigorous growth and erect habit. See description, 
page 106, October, 1918, issue of The Flower Grower. 
have only three kinds of Gladi- 
oli.” "Yes,” he replied, "that 
is all I carry.” Very carelessly 
I said, "We have twenty-nine 
varieties in bloom at present, 
and more to come.” 
With that, if I may use a 
little slang, he "sat up and 
took notice,” exclaiming, 
"Twenty-nine varieties, I didn’t 
know there were so many.” 
That gave me my opening and 
for the next five minutes I 
gave that poor man such a 
lecture on Glads that in order 
to get rid of me he asked to 
have one hundred blooms sent 
the following morning, and 
from that time he was a regu- 
lar customer. It was much 
fun to change his mind— if 
ever the time should come 
that I am thrown on the cold 
world, I intend to be a knight- 
lady of the grip. Perhaps 
though, they would not all be 
such easy victims. 
I heard a story of a girl who 
was becoming interested in a 
man who showed a decided 
preference for her, but after a 
walk with him, one lovely 
spring day, when she watched 
him carelessly switching the 
heads off the early violets with 
a light rattan cane he carried 
— thoughtlessness on his part, 
no doubt, she decided that it 
he could be so cruel to flow- 
ers, he might be the same to 
her, and she would have 
nothing further to do with 
him. I understand her atti- 
tude, for at times it has actu- 
ally hurt me to see some 
especially favorite stalk cut 
down. 
From my point of view the 
Gladiolus is the most wonder- 
ful flower in the world today. 
(Concluded on page 10.) 
