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O loved not for thy sake alone. 
Gladioli; 
Not for beauty all thine own, 
Gladioli; 
For fair blooms to the springtime known, 
For bright hues to the summer shown. 
For memories dear of flowerets flown, 
Gladioli, 
I love thee, blossomer alone. 
Gladioli. 
Anon. 
AS we were preparing the foreword for 
t —V our 1915 catalogue, telling of the 
year’s progress at Cedar Acres, 
of the unusual season of bloom and bulb 
production; of the building of added 
storage and a new show room, which 
gave us the advantage of showing the 
flowers in all their possibility of arrange¬ 
ment; of the new varieties of our own 
introduction as well as those of other 
growers,—all of which was only a part 
of the year’s development—a disastrous 
fire completely destroyed all this new 
work, as well as many of our new va¬ 
rieties. 
The work of re-establishment could 
hardly have been undertaken without 
the splendid loyalty and support of our 
customers and competitors, some of 
whom offered us their entire stock of 
bulbs, which had been purchased of us 
in previous years and which will in time 
give us the opportunity of again offering 
