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— IONA, NEW JERSEY 
DELPHINIUMS 
A DREAM COME TRUE 
I dreamed I walked in a garden fair; 
There was music and mystery in the air. 
I dreamed that I saw the Morning Dew 
Stealing a bit of the violet’s hue; 
Then silently rising on its toes, 
Kiss the blush from a deep pink rose. 
A gossamer thing it seemed to be; 
Yet plain enough for the eye to see. 
And as I gazed in mute surprise, 
I saw it leap to the azure skies; 
And as if “twere an easy thing to do, 
I saw it summoning shades of blue. 
The ocean’s blue with a slight green tinge, 
The blue of the lovely gentian’s fringe, 
The blue of that quaint old porcelain pot, 
The blue of the shy forget-me-not, 
The living blue of a baby’s eye, 
The clear bright blue of October’s sky; 
DELPHINIUMS, Finest Hybrids. Everyone 
who saw our Delphiniums in bloom last summer 
was most enthusiastic over their rare charm and 
beauty. One of our visitors, a gentleman who has 
more than once visited the gardens of Delphinium 
Specialists, both throughout the United States and 
in Europe, when he had seen our Delphiniums said: 
“They don’t grow any finer ones anywhere.” As 
we became more and more enamored by their ir- 
resistable appeal, it seemed we just must tell folks 
about them; thus giving others the opportunity of 
sharing the sheer joy and satisfaction which we 
have realized from these “garden aristocrats.” 
The question of bringing them to the attention 
of the public became a problem demanding consid- 
erable time and thought. We regret that we did 
not decide upon the idea of giving you an actual 
color photograph while our Delphiniums were at 
the height of their glory. You will notice that 
those shown in the illustration, with the exception 
of three or four spikes, are laterals. Taking this 
into consideration, you will be able to form a fair 
And as | thought on this pretty dream, 
The gossamer-dew began to gleam; 
For with blush of rose, and violet hue, 
And all of those lovely shades of blue, 
It had strangely mingled sun and showers; 
And fashioned the loveliest fairy-flowers. 
I walked in a garden wondrous fair; 
There was music and mystery in the air. 
I saw the glist’ning morning dew 
As it tenderly touched the violet hue; 
Or clung to the delicate rosy glow 
On the rich blue flow’rs, as if loathe to go. 
The music, I now could plainly see, 
Was the droning song of a honey-bee. 
As on whirring wings of a humming-bird 
The mystery vanished; my soul was stirred; 
For there where the blue Delphiniums grew, 
God had made my beautiful dream come true. 
—Mary Louise Leonard 
idea of the size and quality of the main stalks, 
which grow from three to six feet high, with 
blooms from one and one-half to three feet in 
length. 
Variety of bloom. The types and colorings are 
innumerable and fascinating beyond description. 
The flowerets are single, double, and semi-double. 
Some have bees of striking contrast in color, while 
in others the bees are less conspicuous. Some bees 
are very definite in form and coloring; especially is 
this true of the dark brown furry ones, which are 
very often startlingly real in appearance. Others 
are the same shade as the flower with tiny touches 
of white or rich brown fur trimming. In hybrid 
Delphiniums there is a type to please the fancy of 
each individual. For the one who likes contrasts, 
there is the light flower with the dark bee; or the 
dark flower with the light bee; or the combination 
sometimes found in the double ones where the out- 
er petals are deep smalt blue and the inner petals 
rich hortense violet. For those who prefer the 
dainty pastels, there are the lighter shades of blue 
