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Ol)e jflower (Brower 
June, 1918 
E. Y. Teas, Veteran Nurseryman and Florist. 
M R. TEAS HAS BEEN a frequent modestly signed with the initial " E ” 
contributor to the columns of have been equally valuable. 
The Modern Gladiolus Grow- Mr. Teas is a pioneer nurseryman and 
florist and was one of 
the first to embark in the 
nursery business in the 
state of Indiana. He was 
one of the charter mem- 
bers of the Indiana State 
Horticultural Society and 
has been very active in 
various matters con- 
nected with this body. 
Among Mr. Teas’ ac- 
tivities in the nursery 
business was the origi- 
nating and introducing 
of the “President Wilder” 
currant, one of the very 
best of the red currants. 
He also bought the en- 
tire stock of “ Lucretia 
Dewberry ” and distrib- 
uted it. He was the first 
nurseryman to offer the 
Japanese Tree Lilac for 
sale. 
During the past few 
years Mr. Teas has made 
a specialty of the Ameri- 
can Ever-blooming Hy- 
drangea, and has been 
interested especially in 
the growing and propa- 
gating of Peonies. 
We again repeat what 
we suggested once be- 
fore, that as an example 
of helpfulness, Mr. Teas 
er and The Flower Grower. His by his writing at an age approaching 
articles on Peony growing have been the century mark, can hardly find a 
especially helpful, and shorter articles peer. 
Clinging Vines. 
Nurserymen are often asked to recom- 
mend the best clinging vines for walls. In 
reality there is not very much choice. The 
one vine that can always be depended on is 
the Ampelopsis Veitchii, popularly known as 
the Boston Ivy. The Ampelopsis Virginica, 
or Virginia Creeper does not adhere so 
closely to the wall and unless the stone 
work is rough or it can drape over a cor- 
nice, it is liable to become detached and is 
not nearly so good. 
The English Ivy is the best evergreen vine 
and is to be seen covering walls of a large 
area in the latitude of Philadelphia and 
south, but it is rather difficult to get it to 
climb on a wall with a southern exposure. 
The walls get too hot and the small tendrils 
will not adhere to it. In starting the Eng- 
lish Ivy, and in fact any of the clinging vines, 
it is better to either cut the tops back and 
let them make a fresh start right from the 
ground up or else peg the tops along the 
base of the wall so that the new shoots can 
adhere to the wall surface from the ground 
up, as however carefully they are nailed 
or artificially fastened to the walls, there is 
always some movement and it is not an 
easy matter to get the vines started, and 
even when they do start there is always a 
loose portion of the old stem not properly 
attached. 
Euonymus radicals is sometimes suggested 
as a good clinging vine. It is to be recom- 
mended for low walls, bases and copings, 
but is hardly to be recommended where 
height is expected, as it is very unusual to 
see it get more than eight or ten feet high, 
and being somewhat subject to Euonymus 
scale, it is objectionable on that account, as 
when once an old plant is infested it is rather 
difficult to treat. 
A somewhat rare clinging vine is the 
Hydrangea scandens or Climbing Hydrangea. 
This, however, is very uncertain in its 
growth, but when it does get a position that 
suits it, it is remarkably free, making as 
much as eight and ten feet in a year. There 
are several plants in the vicinity of Phila- 
delphia, covering the sides of two and three 
story houses, and it is remarkably pretty, 
especially in the spring when the tender 
green of the foliage is unusually attractive. 
It does not flower while it is growing 
freely, but has somewhat the habit of the 
English Ivy when the growth becomes 
bunchy and it cannot climb any more, it will 
flower very freely. The flowers are white 
and flat, but it is the color of the foliage and 
pleasing habit that is its greatest attraction. 
It can be grown either from layers or 
from cuttings made from half ripened wood 
put in gentle bottom heat during August.— 
National Nurseryman. 
Scarcity of help has made prompt 
planting difficult for many growers 
this year, but for the most part fair 
progress has been made. It is hoped 
that the growing season will assist 
making up for lost time. 
The Glad Philosopher’s 
j Musings. 
Don’t you feel sorry for the fellow 
who always carries a grouch around 
with him— the person who sees as if 
through a pair of yellow spectacles, 
which reveal the shadowy side of every- 
thing bright, so that he is always ex- 
pecting trouble or anticipating ca- 
lamity ? 
One bright morning recently as I was 
walking down street with a friend, we 
met an old acquaintance whom I will 
designate as “Billious Bill,” because no 
other name would be quite so appropri- 
ate. 
“Good morning, Bill,” I saluted ; 
“Isn’t it a fine morning?” 
“O, yes,” grunted out Bill, “but it’ll 
probably rain before night.” 
As he passed on I said jokingly to my 
friend, “Paradoxically speaking, Bil- 
lious Bill is always feeling at his best 
when he’s feeling at his worst.” 
“Yes,” replied my friend, “if Bill 
could be happy for fifteen minutes he’d 
be the unhappiest man in the world.” 
Let us not complain that thorns grow 
on the same stems with Roses, but 
rather let us be thankful that Roses 
grow on the same stem with thorns. 
The garden and the grouch are in- 
compatible. You may have the grouch, 
brother;— the garden for yours truly. 
I want to love my neighbor as my- 
self, but how can I when he allows the 
dandelions and plantains in his yard to 
go to seed and blow over and spoil my 
weedless lawn ? 
After all, it’s mostly a question of 
familiarity that causes the distinction 
between weeds and garden flowers. 
Likewise, it’s the forwardness of some 
people that stands in the way of their 
friendships. 
June is the favorite month for the 
sentimentalist. It is June that gives 
us the Rose and the Peony, our two 
most beautiful flowers ; and it is June 
that gives us the sweet girl graduate 
and the bride. 
The insect pests now gorge and stuff, 
devouring with rapacity ; it seems they 
cannot get enough, they have such 
great capacity. I fain would know the 
reason why — can someone answer me 
this question— Why don’t the ravenous 
gluttons die of gout or acute indiges- 
tion ? Its munch and chew, noon, night 
and morn ; they aim complete annihi- 
lation. Pray, Mr. Hoover, why not 
warn them to observe food conserva- 
tion ? 
Show me the man who loves flowers 
and I’ll show you a man with much 
good in his nature. Show me the man 
who does not love flowers — but no, you 
needn’t show him to me. I do not care 
to see him. I’d be afraid of him. 
The Glad Philosopher. 
