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Picture yourself in your little nursery, working like a dog, day in and day out, 
Sundays and holidays, making cuttings and raising plants to sell, in order to get 
money with which to buy groceries. You consume the groceries to gain strength to 
go on, after business hours, with your special hobby, for you are a Fuchsia Breeder. 
You can’t go to the concert, the theater, or even the night baseball game, for 
you have to stay home to make crosses. Yes, thousands of crosses. You even make 
them by flashlight, and in the early morning hours you curse the sun for not mak- 
ing it light earlier. Then, several months later, after having fought a running 
battle with every bug that crawls and flies—some do neither, but they get your 
berries anyway—you harvest and sow the sweat-stained seeds. 
Let’s forget about what happens next. It is like an expectant father waiting 
for the happy word, waiting not six or seven hours, but eight or more months. It 
drives you crazy, this waiting, but at last the first seedling blooms and then all of 
the hundreds, or thousands, of your plants are in flower. King Solomon was a 
piker compared to you, when it comes to making decisions. However, you finally 
do select three or four to be named and introduced to your waiting public the fol- 
lowing year. 
That’s two years. Usually it is three years or more, as you want to test them 
for being color fast, or something. Be that as it may, the time actually arrives early 
one year when you are shipping out the first wholesale orders. Word gets around, 
the ads are doing their good work, and around about end of May or so you are begin- 
ning to notice the red ink running out when, BINGO! you see an ad in the Trade 
Magazine offering your new introductions at wholesale, and at a cut rate. Yes, Joe 
Doakes had his order in with you the first thing, or maybe he got the stock through 
a friend who ordered from you. 
Anyway, he is skimming the cream you should be enjoying, to break even for 
the years of labor and expense involved in bringing out one new fuchsia. Remem- 
ber, YOU are the Fuchsia Breeder. 
Don’t you think you should have fair protection from that sort of goings on? 
Yes, WE think so too. 
Now turn this sheet over and ask yourself—you are the Fuchsia Breeder—if 
the Propagating Agreement is asking a bit more than what is only fair. 
