The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1951-05-10
THURSDAY, MAY 10, 1851
DIR. JOSEPH E. HARMED


Oakland persons this week mourned
the pas ing of one of its oldest bust
ness men, and joined with many others
throughout the nation in paying trib-
ute to him who became outstanding
in the field Of botany
Religious, a lover Of nature who
desired to share that love with others, :
humble in spirit, gentleman in every
particular, such were just few of
the attributes Of Dr. Joseph f. Har- !
ned.
His rather udden passing last Sat !
urdav afternoon was a distinct shock |
to his friends everywhere, although
he had lived full and rich life of
eighty years.
When fame came to him as the
reeult Of his book, wild Flowers
of the Alleghanies, his uppermost
thought always seemed to lie that it
would help to make Garrett county
better known.
Always did he make the assertion +
that people make too much fuss over
my so-called success" He took it as
a matter Of course and remained I'M /
changed in his friendly relations with i
his fellow men.
Those associated most closely with (
him saw his deep and abiding faith in
God and classify him as "one of the I
truly great
Oakland should Be a much better
place in which to live in the years
to come as the result Of the influence
Of this man.
A description Of Dr.. Harmed writ
ten a number Of years ago by Dale
Carnegie, which was read during HI;
funeral service Tuesday afternoon,
gives an insight into the kind Of man
he was, and reveals why it might be
many year. before Oakland produces
another like him.
Dale Carnegie's Tribute
If you will go into the Oakland
Pharmacy in Oakland, you will see
an elderly man behind the counter.
He will have glasses, ard he will be
wearing a mustache. Look at him
closely, for you will see one Of the
happiest men in Maryland.
Also if you look about you and
take notes of your surroundings,
you'll see a vase of wild flowers on
the soda fountain counter. From the
march of spring to autumn those
flowers will be there smiling at you
according to the season. If you will
linger a few moments you will see
students come in and take notebooks
and make sketches of the flowers;
children will come in and Whit the
flowers and admire them. Now and
then, the man with the glasses and
the mustache will look out from be-
hind a partition and smile with sat
isfaction.
The man l am telling about is JOS
eph E. Harmed and he is the pro-
plietor of the pharmacy. The reason
that he is so happy is that he has
one of the loveliest hobbies in all the
world.
This is the way he started, years
ago. He was born on a farm in Mary
land where there was not much to
interest him. But his mother had
thrilling interest in wild flowers She
used to take her son into the woods.
Time would pass; the sun would dis
appear. Nothing mattered except the
loveliness scattered through the
woods.
Young Joe Harmed went to school
in a one-room schoolhouse; after a
time he himself taught school. Then
he went to Oakland, took the exam
nation and became a druggist. And
a druggist he has been all his life.
But he has been great deal more.
His love for wild flowers has never
deserted him. Sundays he tramped
the falkland of Maryland; he took
trips into the mountains; he studied
the wild flowers with breathless, con
Stunning interest. One day an idea
stole into his mind as softly as
Jack-in-pulpit pushing through the
leaf mold He would write a book on
wild flowers. So he intensified his
study. Finally the book was finished.
He called it "Wild Flowers of the