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THE NATIONAL NURSERYMAN 
passing through the orchards in the vicinity of the Sunnyside 
Canal and covering a distance of from 35 to 40 miles, affording 
an opportunity to see one of the most interesting agricultural 
and fruit producing sections of Washington. 
Dinner will be taken at Sunnyside, and the visitors vail 
then return by train to Toppenish for supper and at midnight 
the “Nurserjunen's Special” will leave on its way to the 
Coast, arri\dng at Portland at 10.30 p. m. on the 17th. 
It is understood that many interesting trips and features 
are being arranged for the visitors after arriving at Portland, 
and while this trip to the convention will be a long one for the 
Eastern delegation, it is the intention of the Coast Nursery¬ 
men to see that they shall be well repaid for the trip. 
The Trans-Continental Passenger Association have 
granted Summer Tourists rates for the round trip approxi¬ 
mately as follows: From Boston, $113.30; from New York, 
$111.20; from Rochester, $96.30; 
from Chicago, $72.50; from St. 
Paul, $60.00. If for return via 
California, add $17.50. 
Sleeping Car rates to Portland 
(one way): From Rochester, upper 
berths, $14.40, lower berths, $18.00; 
from Chicago, upper berths, $12.00; 
lower berths, $15.00. 
, With the outlook so promising 
for such a delightful and interesting 
trip, who would refuse to take it? 
Chairman Fox wants a few more 
delegates pledged so that he may 
charter a second car. 
Delegates west of Rochester can 
make arrangements with Mr. Fox to 
join the “Nurserymen’s Special” at 
some point along the route. 
Mr. S. A. Mnier writes the National Nurseryman as 
follows: 
“We Western Nurserymen are extremely anxious for a 
good attendance of the members of the American Association 
at the Portland meeting, next June. We expect many good 
things in store for them in the way of program and entertain¬ 
ment, and feel certain that all who will avail themselves of 
this opportunity to visit the great Northwest, will go home 
feeling well paid for the time and money spent.” 
A NEW QUARANTINE 
The Lid is on—Portland 
A conversation that took place, recently, on the streets of 
Rochester. 
Mr. Irving R. and Allen W. being the parties tn re. 
Irving—Good morning, Allen. 
Allen—IMoming, Ir\dng. 
Irving—^What about the Portland Convention? 
Allen—Have been pondering the proposition. It seems 
like a long ways to go, quite expensive too, I-reckon, and 
business is a little slow this year. 
Irving -—0 it is not so far. You were at Chicago when we 
met there. Well, it is not very far from Chicago, I reckon. 
It can’t be much farther. 
Allen—No, we board the 20th Century Limited here in 
the evening, wake up in Chicago next morning, then—let’s see 
—yes, supper at Oma-yes Omaha, a little Indian Village on 
the bank of a creek, they call the Missouri, then breakfast at 
a mining town called Denver. This town, they tell me, has 
made some progress since 1876, but I guess it is not so much. 
Then we begin to go up the hill—what is that hill, Irving ?— 
the Rocky—yet that’s right—Well, we go up and up all day. 
Irving (with astonishment)—Gee! Allen—that must be a 
dickens of a long hill. 
Allen—Yes, Irving, high too, I have heard it is 11,000 feet 
high where we cross at Tennessee Pass. 
Irving (with solemn emotion)—Say, Allen, can we hear the 
Heavenly Choir when we get up 
there ? 
Allen (very grave)—No Irving, 
I think not, but Dad Wallace has 
told me that you could hear the 
Angel Moroni blowing his horn, 
from the top of the East Spire 
on the Mormon Temple, down on 
the other side. 
Irving—My, but that must be 
great! 
Allen—Yes, all very wonderful— 
but as I was saying—we eat supper 
way up there in the clouds, then go 
down—down the West slope of the 
hill—all night. 
Irving (Grabbing Allen’s arm)— 
You don’t mean it! 
Allen—Mean what ? 
Ir\dng—That it takes as long to go down the hill as it 
takes to go up it? 
Allen—Yes Irving, it is very steep and the road is very 
tortuous—have to rough—^lock the wheels on the engine—^it 
goes through gorges, canons, along the winding banks of 
babbling brooks, over and imder the raging, seething, torren¬ 
tial Engle and Grand Creeks, through long, dark tunnels 
and— 
Irving (much agitated)—Stop, Allen, Stop! You are 
wandering, are you sure we would see all these wonderful 
things, if we go to Portlandf 
Allen—Yes, and much more, this is but a bagatelle of the 
wonderful things revealed to you all along the line of the 
Denver and Rio Grande R. R. 
Irving—^You spoke of a Canon, what is that? 
Allen—^A Canon is a very deep, dark passage through high, 
rough country, with Ribs of Granite, studded with gems of 
opal, gold and silver, sentinaled with hoary old grizzlies, 
cougars, bob cats and such domestic animals; and you have 
to lie on yoirr back and look straight up to see out. 
Irving—My, my, it must be very wonderful; say, we will 
have to go, won’t we? 
Allen—^Where ? 
Irving—Portland. 
HOTEL MULTNOMAH 
Nurserymen’s Headquarters at the Portland Convention 
