Roscoe, Calif. who must have 50 or more Nubian goats, talked so enthusiastical- 
ly to me about his goats that he reawakened my interest. Altho a fellow victim 
of ulcers, he is fat and sassy. The picture of good health. 
Well, the upshot of all this was that I bot the goat and have another ordered 
from him. I expect to get about three altogether. 
Am I glad to have found the solution for the dearth of brown stamps. My 
brother came out to help me build a milking platform and stanchion and brot 
along one quart of cream, Ethel put it in the Mixmaster and churned. How much 
butter do you suppose she got? Almost a full pound! I never ate better butter. 
I am finicky, terribly, about milk and butter. I will have none but the best. But 
I can’t tell Nubian butter from that of the best Jersey. Allan assures me that 
Nubians give the best flavored and the richest milk and my own experience and 
observation convinces me that he is right and that Nubians among goats are like 
Jerseys among cows. 
We have purchased a Sears Table Model Cream Separator. We have a Mix- 
master and alsc a small glass churn. We are all fixed up as soon as we can be 
milking two or three goats. I am already gaining weight, letting out the notches 
in my belt and it appears I shall have to buy pants with 36”waist in stead of 
34”, the next time. I whipped ulcers. Now I am whipping Psychology. 
By all means I advise you all to buy a cow or a goat. If you live on a city 
lot, a cow is probably out of the question. But even if you only have a 10x20 ft. 
space a goat is possible. Our goat barn is 6x8 ft. The lot, 12x18 ft. and we pre. 
pose te keep three in these quarters. I’ve seen it done in a much smaller space. 
We feed many weeds, alfalfa and grain. Our milk does not cost us 5c per 
quart. When I asked brother Allan if I might refer inquirers to him he seemed 
hestitating, but being the Abou ben Adhem type he agreed. He has plenty of 
customers for his Nubians and needs no advertising. The incentive for this dis- 
cussion is wholly “Food for Victory”. We are interested in having you produce 
your own vegetables, fruit, chickens, eggs, rabbits, milk, cream and butter. Ev- 
erything possible. Even on a city lot 50x150 much can be done, and still leave 
room for flowers. 
Place A Light in Your Window. 
with a Golden Calla, a White Amaryllis or a vivid Ranunculus. That light says, 
“Here is a Home”, “Welcome son, or father” or it may say “Here is Peace, Love 
and Comfort.” It may even be something to live up to. 
For while we are concerned about Food For Victory, we must not forget 
that flowers are included because flowers are food for the soul. They are builders 
of morale. The people of England tho sorely beset; their homes, greenhouses and 
gardens rained on by Nazi bombs have not forgotten flowers for as Mrs. Miniver 
said, “There will always be roses in England.” 
There need be no more than slight restriction if any on your outside gar- 
dens. There is none at all on your window garden for winter flowers. I hope that 
you will grow all that you have space for. The boys in camp or at the front will 
be disappointed when they return if it is not to the same kind of home they left. 
Don’t make radical changes. Be sure, of all things that there are flowers. You 
would be surprised at the number of boys who write for our catalogs to read, 
who even send orders for bulbs to be sent home and a V-mail order from a Lievut- 
enant in Australia. 
Flowers are the Light and the Soul of America. 
In the preparation of this catalog, I have given much attention to the care 
and culture of bulbs in pots. I feel that in regard to its usefulness, it is the best 
catalog I have ever written. The outside garden has not been neglected and you 
should not neglect having a good one. I hope you will read the entire catalog and 
check portions that you will need to refer to later. 
Friends everywhere, I greet you. May you each one be happy and well. 
strong in faith and courage; for you who have or may later pass thru the Gar- 
den of Gethsemene there is sympathy but still hope because no sacrifice will be 
in vain; for the world,—may there be Peace. 
Yours for Victory,—soon, 
Cecil Houdyshel 
