and is tied TIGHT with a bundle of other letters 
to Arkansas. Then the bundle is thrown across 
the room into a mail sack. If it happens to be 
the first little bundle in the mail sack, about eighty 
more pounds of letters will be thrown in on top 
of itand....oh, well. You get the idea. 
So you thought we were all through with that 
old manure tea gag? I quote from a letter recently 
received: “Now about this manure tea business. 
Being the naive type, I walked into the swank 
downtown shop of our leading florist, went to the 
plant food department, and asked the female who 
came to wait on me if she had it. She, in a very 
cold manner, informed me that she had never 
heard of such a thing, and asked me where I ever 
heard of it. I looked stupid and felt even worse and 
told her I had read about it. She told me that I 
should not believe everything I saw advertised. I 
have since learned that you must brew this mess 
yourself. Is that correct? Since I live about 30 miles 
from the nearest pasture, I guess my violets will 
have to do without this delicacy. I thought it 
came in powdered form or tablets or bottles all 
ready to serve.” 
A golden opportunity is awaiting some bright 
lad. By all means, get into the manure tea bag 
business! 
Yours, 
“fuss 
PRICE LIST 
Have had occasion to look with jaundiced eye 
at last months’ gay spiel to the effect that “winter’s 
gone, tra-la,” or words to that effect. Will amend 
last months’ statement to read that “Winter’s gone 
in Arkansas.” Our jonquils are almost through 
blooming, tulips are up, and iris is beginning to 
bloom. We find it hard to believe that blizzards 
were raging in Minnesota just a few days ago. 
Our guarantee got a pretty good work-out last 
month. 
If you’re planning a trip to Jonesboro to see 
the greenhouse this spring, don’t. To tell you the 
