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This picture gives you some idea of how the 
Iris fields looked in May. Twenty-five solid 
acres of dazzling beauty, in two hundred differ¬ 
ent combinations of color. ’Twas a sight sought 
out and viewed by 50,000 people during the 
month of May. Many delegations from sur¬ 
rounding cities came to the fields. 
Five hundred visitors voted Sky Blue the 
most beautiful Iris in the field—with fragrant 
Magenta Red Caprice (Improved) a close sec¬ 
ond. So that if you should plant a dozen of 
each sort in a sunny spot in your yard you 
would always thank me. 
Please look closely while I tell you about the 
picture : Away down toward the far end on the 
left quarter of a mile, are two blocks of 50,000 
Sky Blue. A little closer, in the dark square, 
are in full bloom 50,000 fragrant Magenta Red 
Caprice Improved. Near the elm tree, on the 
right, is a solid block of 200,000 “My Favorite. 
And farther to the left are several acres of 
Rhein Nixe, Princess Beatrice, Quaker Lady, 
and dozens of other varieties. Real near you on 
the left are 8000 red Opera, and on the right— 
25,000 more reds. With a little imagination 
and this kodak picture you can visualize this 
panorama of beauty to which Flower Lovers of 
many states journey during the last half of May 
each year and all are welcome. # 
Immediately in front of you .is Lover s 
Promenade.” Down this cinder drive and walk 
go untold numbers of couples, whispering to 
each other the sweetest story ever told. Just 
now this shy maiden is telling him that the 
sweetest picture she has ever seen is on their 
right. “Not so, my dear,” says he. “The 
sweetest thing I have ever seen is immediately 
uppn my left.” The bloom of youth and beauty 
find dear companionship amongst the loveliness 
of a million Irises. Just when the world is 
waking up—real early in the morning—when 
the dew of night has kissed them into beauty 
and fragrance—many, many automobile loads of 
Flower Lovers come. And all through the day 
until night has let down its curtains they keep 
coming—and all are very welcome. My mail is 
loaded with letters saying thank you. Thank 
you. Thank you. And that makes me ask the 
Dear Lord to give me strength to do better 
than I did the day before. This is my personal 
invitation to you to come as often as you will 
and stay as long as you care to. 
Before you go to bed tonight, read over again 
the sure recipe to make women beautiful. And 
when your Irises begin to bloom—associate with 
them, dig around them, love them and call them 
all the sweet names you can think of and you 
too will grow in beauty as the years come 
and go. 
WILL B. OTWELL 
Carlinville, Illinois 
Irises in this Folder—planted _ in. the spring 
up to April 20th, should bloom in May. 
A Lovely Corner of Pinks at Otwell’s 
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