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House Garden : 
A Garden 
At Your Fingertips 
C AN you imagine anything lovelier than a garden 
within arm's reach, where you can select and 
pick, just the flowers you wish for any purpose or 
occasion, regardless of the time of year? 
A garden of your own where your flower whims for 
table decorations can be satisfied at a moment’s 
notice. 
A garden where you can pick bright posies to send 
to your neighbor, or mail a gorgeous box full, to 
remember an out-of-town friend’s birthday, and 
know they will be fresh when received. 
These are the little things that chase away the worry 
wrinkles, and give us that wonderful feeling of sat¬ 
isfaction in being alive. 
Own your own greenhouse and realize these Joys. To 
our printed matter you are most cordially welcome. 
jBtmihamfi 
Builders, of Greenhouses and Conservatories 
Eastern Factory 
Irvington, N.Y. 
New York 
30 E. 42na St. 
Chicago 
Cont. Bank Bldg. 
St. Louis 
407 Came Ave. 
St. Louis 
704 E.Canle Ave. 
Western Factory 
Des Plaines, Ill. 
Philadelphia 
Land Title Bldg. 
Kansas City 
Commerce Bldg. 
Denver 
1247 So. Emerson St. 
Buffalo 
White Bldg. 
Canadian Factory 
St. Catherines, Out. 
Boston-11 
Littlo Bldg 
Irvington 
New York 
FLOWERS BV THE WAYSIDE 
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But how peculiar. In the spring 
after the winter’s snow, the fields are 
whitened by the daisy, and in the fall, 
the meadows are again whitened by the 
wild carrot, a forecast of the coming 
snow. 
The flowers of the Butter-and-Eggs, 
Linaria vulgaris, are open from July to 
October. Although it was introduced 
from Europe, it has acclimated itself, 
and wherever it blooms it brightens 
its surroundings. 
Along the ditches, where the soil is 
always moist, and in the open forests 
and woodland regions where the sun 
is transformed to a golden shower as 
it passes through the foliage, Impatiens 
aurea and I. biflora, the touch-me-not, 
are found. The moderately high plant, 
with its orange yellow flowers spotted 
with reddish brown, is a close relative 
of the garden balsam. But how different 
is its appearance. The popular name, 
touch-me-not, is derived from the 
seed pods which burst suddenly when 
touched, scattering the seeds in all 
directions. When passing through a 
dense growth of such plants later in the 
season, one will literally be bombarded 
with their seeds. 
ARROW HE.AD .\ND MALLOW 
The arrow head, with its foliage just 
as green as in the early summer, stands 
on the border of ponds and marshes. 
True, it does not flower quite so pro¬ 
fusely now, the cool nights affect it 
unfavorably, but it is as vigorous as 
ever. The large pink flowers of the 
rose swamp mallow. Hibiscus moscheutos, 
shine brightly from the dark green of 
the reedy banks. This is the plant which 
brings the brightest and gayest of colors 
into the autumn. Although it seems to be 
a farewell greeting of departed summer, 
it does not rightly belong in this setting 
of reeds. I'he swaying shafts, rocked 
by the winds, groan and scratch each 
other. While from the dark brown 
waters, the shrill whistle of the turtles 
mixes with the bass rumble of the 
frogs. But here everything is still 
fresh and green as in the first daj^s of 
summer. Everything is different, al¬ 
most strange, when contrasted with the 
dusty roadsides where the first scars 
of fall have made their appearance. 
But even here some plants continue 
to blossom, d’he white flowered clover 
still exhales its delicate perfume which 
attracts the bees collecting their suppl}^ 
of winter honey. 
The wild lettuce or horse-weed, Lacluca 
canadensis, develops a shoot about 
six feet in height, and on the tip of 
this leaf covered shaft its yellow flowers 
are unfolded. The bright yellow of 
the fall dandelion, Leontodon autuninalis, i 
looks brightly from the dust covered : 
grasses along the roadsides, and the ' 
thistle’s thorny tribe proudly lift their • 
violet colored floral baskets higher i 
than other more humble plants. Bidens, ■ 
the bur marigold, or stick-tight, is also ! 
here. Its yellow flowers are small i 
and hardly noticeable but their double- I 
toothed, recurvingly-hooked seeds are I 
much more so; in fact, they attach ! 
themselves uncomfortably tight to the | 
clothes and can only be removed | 
with difficulty. Truly this stick-tight 
can make one bitter to the point where 
one is almost tempted to give up the 
tramps through the fields and wood¬ 
land regions. 
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SOME DAINTY PLANTS 
Beautiful again is the daisy fleabane, 
Erigcron slrigosus, with its tiny 
daisy-like flowers. It is a pleasure to 
see these dainty plants with their grace¬ 
ful white-starred flowers which shine I 
so brightly from the grasses and way- 
side paths. The iron weed, Vernonia, 
is also present. Its flowers have been ! 
likened to the cornflower, but the j 
comparison is a little far fetched for , 
the deep blue of the bachelors button, ! 
which mirrors the sunlit skies, is en- I 
tirely absent in the iron weed; even 
the form of the flower is an entirely 
different one. 
Rich indeed is the autumn’s floral 
treasure chest. There, in solemn gran¬ 
deur, left alone, deserted by most of 
its kind, Oenothera biennis, the common 
evening primrose, lifts its slender flower 
shaft from a rosette of velvety gray- 
green leaves. ! 
The sun is still bright, and the sky I 
is deep blue, but it is autumn in spite i 
of the profusion of flowers. The fruit i 
of the dogwoods begin to redden, the i 
robins, which had suddenly disappeared i 
in the late summer, are here again and 
feast upon the ripening berries. Only 
a short time more and the wind will 
rock the tree tops, pass roughly through I 
the twigs, and tear down by thousands i 
the gayly colored leaves. They die in , 
splendor as they fall and cover the ! 
ground with an ever thickening carpet. : 
The brightly colored leafy covering is 
so soft, that the foot sinks deeply into j 
it. Only the gray squirrels rush, with 
inconceivable quickness, over the rust- i 
ling blanket, and a few belated cat- I 
birds and robins hurr}' through the i 
falling leaves. A number of crows, 
sharply defined against the evening sky, 
fly cawing towards the setting sun. 
Ur. E. B.ade 
