Norwich bulletin. [volume] (Norwich, Conn.) 1895-2011, 1910-09-24
THE MAN WHO TALKS

| Do not look at your neighbor and
| think that he has been dlvlneiy called,
| for if you do you may not reallze that
you have been divinely called, too, TO
put more into the world than you take
! out of tito do something for the peace,
progress or prosperity of your fellow
man. Too many are disposed to make
a grab-bag game of life, and THIS is
the reason so many get rag bag rewards.
Man is a free-choOser, all right, ana
often a mighty poor one. 1t is only the
few who come to know that they may
help themselves most by helping 9TH
ers. Mans life, to be what 1T was de-
signed to be must always flow outwards.
| That which a man gives out enrlches
his life in a way money cannot. Inc
most lasting and satisfying things of
life like hope and love and peace,
money cannot buy. We do not think
it, but parsimony just contributes to
meanness. Selfishness is a real soul
shrinker. The man who doesn't count
among his treasures the qualities OF
soul that are eternal is not rich.
Old people miss the handy man-the
man who can cook and garden and
shingle the barn. build fences, or
sharpen the knives and scythes, shoe a
horse and do most anything in the
line of useful work. Then there was
the man who could let himself out as
cOachman and butcher and dairy
man and groom and horse-breaker
and slushy and farm laborer and
ever so many things all rolled into one.
And there were as many combinations
of them as there are COMPUTATIONS Of
locks but, like the passenger pigeon,
the handy man is only remembered
now because one is discovered ocea-
siOnally. OF course the handy man
was the predecessor of the Jack Of
oil frpas1 ar3l faV 49, s4Ie
and this class is not more despised
than the men of no trade who impress
patrons more by their lack of skill
than by their possession of it. OF the
two, there is no doubt that the handy
man was of most use to the neighbor-
hood in which he spent his days and
rendered daily service. Some things
that look like progress are not
great many people complain
that their dahlias run out, but in a
long period of observation 1 find it
impossible to confirm this popular
opinion, although there is no doubt
that they die out. 1t has been said Of
the human race that "the good die
young" and it may be said of the
dahlia tribes that the choicest have
the weakest hold upon life. Dahlias
rogue or are crossed by insects and
the roots sometimes produce mongrels
of their kind, but in crowded field
work as an amateur for many years
have had very few examples of this
departure from the true life drought the
interference of insects nectar seeking.
In the pompone patch this year I miss
ed Pure Love. a pretty lavender bloom,
and late in the season / found it grow
ing on a plant with Little Bobby, a
bright red flower, showing a true
marriage, and that they dwell in this
instance together. AS no other plant
~ l<I~L H.
flower there is nothing imaginary
about such a conclusion.
1t is a fact that southern New Eng
land can raise good apples, but that
it does grow them and yet and vet!
To look at the average orchard shows
like the shaded CITY street, the abb
sence. of all knowledge of trees and
complete ignorance of the use of the
saw and the elimination of shade
Where orcharding is a success the
trees are creatures to be cared for
and specially fed as well as the gar
den truck or the stock. A neglected
orchard soon looks like a neglected
house or child. 1t takes neglect but
short time to stamp either as being
below par. Too many scay apples are
grown as we'll as too many abby po-
tatoes. What cannot be cured raust
be endured, but to stand Affections
from things that can be is foolish
ness. There is a North Stonington
farmer who raises early apples and
late, through care, which are equal in
beauty and excel in flavor the boxed
apples of Oregon. A Connecticut ap-
pie II inches in circumference, as per-
feet and pretty as a picture, is no rar-
ity from his farm. but taken as
whole not half the New England farms
grow apples worth picking.
1t is not SO strange that a garden
is set down as the first manifestation
of beauty by God, or that it was Sc
Iected as the first abiding place of
man, but the Garden of Eden could
not have represented the beauty of the
goth century garden-the garden of
world assembled varieties, whether it
be of the peonies. roses, phlox pansies
dahlias or chrysanthemums of today
Mr.. and Mrs. Otis p. Chapman of
Westerly have the ideal dahlia garden
of southern New England, always I1p
to date. and at this season with at
least ten thousand blossoms in sight
and the giants and the beauties many
times multiplied, every plant so per-
fectly grown that ii seems to take
pride in it's own crown of bloom
which in most every case seems to be
a crown of glory. The gardens of
Babylon and Damascus may have been
marvellous in design-royal in wealth
of shrubbery and plants but they were
MT Inc inc SdIdSnS u toody III WHICH
the beauty of Flora's kingdom alone
bespeaks the power and the glory of
the Almighty.
1t is when our interests are menaced
by Jack Frost that We sit up and take
notice. He fingered late in the spring
of 1910 and began to hover around
September in a suspicious way soon
after she had waved an adieu to Au-
gust. September, you know, has quite
a reputation as a flirt, and Jack Frost
just hugs her ruinously ten times
where he EN- braces October with kill
ing effect once. The black frost line