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May  I,  1896, 


And,  soon  or  late,  to  all  that  sow, 
The  time  of  harvest  shall  be  given; 

The  flower  shall  bloom,  the  fruit  shall  grow. 
If  not  on  earth,  at  last  in  Heaven. 

— Whitticr. 


^   1896    >^ 


FELLOW  TEACHERS: 

In  the  preparation  of  the  accompanying  programme  for  the  observance  of  "Arbor  Day" 
in  1896  1  have  had  in  mind  mainly  this  thought — the  beautifying  of  the  schoolhouse  by  the  use 
of  those  means  which  nature  so  bountifully  provides. 

We  are  beginning  to  appreciate  the  value  of  the  right  environment  in  the  education  of  the 
child.  This  factor  includes  not  merely  his  intellectual  atmosphere,  but  everything  that  ministers 
to  any  part  of  his  being.  Attention  is  now  paid,  as  never  before,  to  the  hygienic  conditions  of 
school  buildings,  not  alone  for  their  bearing  upon  the  physical  welfare  of  the  pupils,  but  be- 
cause of  their  influence  upon  their  moral  natures.  Just  so,  the  general  appearance  and  condi- 
tion of  the  schoolhouse,  both  within  and  without,  act  directly  and  positively  upon  the  pupils, 
awakening  in  them  pleasurable  and  uplifting  emotions,  or  the  reverse,  as  the  case  may  be. 
How  sensitive  children  are  to  their  surroundings,  we  hardly  realize.  It  is  certain  that  we 
cannot  be  too  particular  in  this  matter  to  see  to  it  first,  that,  so  far  as  in  us  lies,  every  objection- 
able feature  shall  be  removed  from  the  sacred  precincts  of  the  school  premises  ;  and  second, 
tjiat  as  many  desirable  features  as  possible  shall  be  added  thereto. 

Nothing  which  offends  the  most  acute  sense  of  neatness  and  delicacy  should  be  allowed  a  place 
upon  the  premises.  Order  and  cleanliness  should  become  the  unwritten,  and  hence  irrevocable, 
law  of  every  school.  Amid  such  surroundings  and  in  such  an  atmosphere  lessons  of  purity  of 
thought  and  speech  take  root  readily,  spring  up  quickly,  and  thrive  naturally  Many  school- 
rooms within  show  the  effects  of  such  a  purpose  on  the  part  of  the  teacher,  but  without  give  no 
sign.  It  is  first  of  all  for  the  school  grounds  that  I  wish  to  enter  a  plea  at  this  time.  The 
village  school  and  the  district  schoolhouse  should  be  conspicuous  for  the  beauty  of  their  sur- 
roundings. The  old  notions  that  any  place  will  do  for  a  schoolhouse  site,  that  there  is  no  room 
about  a  schoolhouse  for  flowers  and  shrubs,  that  all  effort  to  render  it  attractive  is  wasted,  that 
children  are  natural  vandals  and  must  be  given  over  to  the  unrestrained  control  of  their  natures, 
are  beginning  to  give  place  to  truer  and  better  ideas  about  the  child  and  of  the  manner  in  which 
to  train  him. 

Much  is  said  and  written  about  making  "home"  attractive.  It  is  all  true  and  none  too 
much  can  be  said  in  that  direction  ;  but  it  is  all  equally  applicable  to  the  school  home,  where  so 
large  a  part  of  the  positive  training  and  developing  of  the  child  is  carried  on. 

Every  schoolhouse  should  be  associated  in  the  child's  mind  with  pleasant  memories  ;  it 
should  always  suggest  to  him  ways  and  means  for  making  his  own  life  richer  in  enjoyment  of 
God's  blessings,  of  making  his  own  home  a  more  attractive  and  self-satisfying  spot 

To  this  end,  then,  let  us  this  year  inaugurate  a  series  of  activities  that  will,  if  continued, 
transform  the  most  barren  and  forbidding  school  grounds  into  a  centre  of  pleasure  and  delight. 


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Let  all  school  yards  be  cleared  up,  freed  from  all  loose  stones  and  rubbish  of  every  kind.  If 
trees  are  abundant  let  them  be  carefully  trimmed  and,  if  necessary,  thinned  out,  so  that  the  sun- 
shine may  fall  directly  upon  the  house.  Where  trees  are  lacking-,  begin  the  planting  upon  a 
definite  plan,  taking  care  to  leave  a  memorandum  of  the  plan  when  you  leave  the  school.  All 
outbuildings  upon  the  premises  should  be  screened  by  groups  of  trees  and  shrubs.  Where 
the  location  of  the  building  upon  the  lot  will  permit  it,  the  approaches  to  the  house  should  be 
through  a  green  sward  by  means  of  paths  well  laid  out  and  neatly  kept.  Flowers  and  shrubs 
should  be  interspersed  according  to  the  local  conditions. 

In  many  localities  the  school  yard  is  large  enough  to  afford  space  for  an  arboretum,  where 
may  be  brought  together  specimens  of  the  trees  that  are  native  to  the  town  or  State.  The 
study  of  botany  can  be  made  a  subject  of  engrossing  interest  in  connection  with  the  school  garden. 
Arbor  Day  stands  for  a  closer  connection  between  nature  and  the  daily  life  of  the  people.  It  is 
designed  to  teach  us  that  her  ministries  are  not  alone  to  our  material  needs,  but  to  the  spiritual 
and  aesthetic  as  well. 

In  the  work  thus  outlined  it  is,  of  course,  e.xpected  that  the  pupils  will  be  interested,  and 
that  a  large  share  of  it  shall  be  done  by  them.  Develop  in  them  the  "home"  instinct  and 
arouse  a  just  pride  in  it  and  in  all  that  tends  to  make  it  beautiful  and  attractive.  Through  the 
children  their  parents  can  probably  be  induced  to  contribute  time  and  labor  towards  the 
consummation  of  the  desired  end,  and  when  attention  is  thus  once  directed  to  the  school  it 
■will  be  apt  to  return  again  and  again.  Let  no  teacher,  however  unpromising  her  situation  may 
be,  fail  to  make  an  effort  to  improve  it  ;  neither  let  the  fact  that  her  stay  is  likely  to  be  but  brief 
deter  her  from  putting  forth  her  energies.  She  must  remember  that,  as  of  old,  "one  soweth 
and  another  reapeth,"  and  she  may  very  possibly  reap  the  good  fruits  of  another's  labors.  If 
each  teacher  will  take  up  the  task  and  do  something,  the  grand  total  will  be  such  a  revolution  of 
public  sentiment  in  this  matter  as  this  State  has  never  seen. 

TO  THE  PUPILS : 

I  have  written  to  your  teachers  some  things  about  the  schoolhouse  and  the  adjoining  grounds^ 
I  have  now  a  few  words  for  you.  The  schoolhouse  is  the  place  to  which,  in  future  years,  you 
will  look  back  with  feelings  either  of  satisfaction  or  of  regret,  according  to  the  use  you  shall 
have  made  of  its  opportunities.  The  first  thing  is  to  become  interested  in  it  ;  in  its  appear- 
ance, in  its  care  and  preservation,  in  its  improvement  ;  to  realize  that  in  a  sense  it  is  yours — 
yours  to  enjoy,  to  use,  to  protect,  and  to  transmit  to  those  who  are  to  come  after  you.  To 
that  end  you  will  second  every  endeavor  of  your  teachers  and  render  all  the  aid  possible  in 
carrying  out  their  plans.  The  few  years  of  your  life  devoted  to  school,  if  spent  in  this  way, 
will  never  cease  to  contribute  a  rich  harvest  of  pleasant  memories,  and  each  return  of  your 
thoughts  to  the  old  spot  will  be  an  inspiration  and  a  blessing. 

With  this  and  each  succeeding  Arbor  Day  let  there  be  a  distinct  and  decided  improvement 
effected  in  or  about  the  school  home  ;  make  it  the  brightest,  cheeriest  place  in  the  town  or 
district. 

I  shall  be  very  glad  if  the  boys  and  girls  in  the  various  schools  throughout  the  State  will 
arrange  to  send  me  an  account  of  what  they  did  on  Arbor  Day  this  year.  Let  some  one  be 
chosen  or  selected  in  each  school  who  shall  write  and  tell  me  all  about  the  celebration.  I  am 
sure  I  shall  learn  much  more  about  what  was  actually  done  than  I  can  in  any  other  way  ;  and 
I  shall  hope  to  hear  from  all  parts  of  the  State,  and  from  every  grade  of  school. 

THOMAS  B.   STOCKWELL, 

Coinniissioiicr  of  Public  Schoels. 


HOW  TO  BEAUTIFY   THE  SCHOOL  GROUNDS. 

Something  besides  trees  is  needed  to  give  the  school  grounds  their  highest  beauty.  It  is 
proper  that  we  should  begin  with  trees,  because  these  require  more  time  for  development  than 
other  plants,  but  now  that  very  many  of  our  schools  have  made  a  fine  beginning  in  tree  planting, 
it  is  time  that  some  improvements  be  commenced  upon  the  lawn.  A  fine,  smooth  turf  upon  the 
part  of  the  ground  not  needed  for  sports,  with  a  floiver  bed  or  two  in  sheltered  places,  will  add 
very  much  to  the  beauty  of  the  school  premises  and  will  give  much  quicker  returns  for  the  labor 
expended  than  will  the  trees. 

If  the  soil  of  the  school  ground  is  naturally  poor  and  dry,  a  liberal  dressing  of  fine  manure 
will  be  needed  before  it  can  support  a  fine,  lu.xuriant  turf.     In  most  cases  manuring  is  desirable. 

The  location  of  the  flower  beds  should  be  governed  somewhat  by  the  grounds.  No  flowers 
will  grow  well  in  entire  shade,  nor  very  near  trees.  They  may  be  planted  near  the  schoolhouse, 
but  not  so  near  that  the  rain  dripping  fom  the  roof  will  injure  the  beds  by  washing  out  the  soil. 
The  beds  should  be  long  and  narrow  rather  than  square,  that  they  may  be  more  easily  cared  for. 
Something  will  be  needed  to  enclose  them,  or  the  edges  will  be  worn  away  by  the  rains  and  the 
care.  The  stones  that  have  been  used  for  playhouses  may  be  placed  close  together,  side  by  side, 
making  a  bed  about  four  feet  long  and  two  feet  wide  for  each  kind  of  flower  seed  to  be  sown. 
Or  very  pretty  beds  may  be  made  by  simply  cutting  out  the  sod  just  the  size  wanted  for  the  bed. 
Either  is  prettier  than  beds  formed  with  boards  and  is  durable.  Sod  is  not  good  for  the  sides 
because  the  grass  will  soon  encroach  upon  the  plants.  If  stones  are  used  the  sod  must  be 
carefully  cut  out.  The  beds  must  be  filled  with  good  mellow  soil.  If  the  schoolhouse  is  near 
the  woods  the  older  boys  can  borrow  a  wheelbarrow  and  spade  and  wheel  three  or  four  loads  of 
leaf  mold  to  fill  them.  Sod  may  be  cut  out  near  the  roadside  and  the  soil  taken  from  there.  It 
will  not  be  quite  as  good  as  the  leaf  mold  and  will  require  a  little  more  work  to  prepare  it  for  the 
seeds,  because  it  will  have  to  be  fine  and  perfectly  free  from  lumps. 

The  following  flowers  are  suitable  because  they  are  easy  of  cultivation,  and  they  will  give 
better  returns  for  the  labor  and  care  than  many  others: — Pansies,  verbenas,  asters  (dwarf  varie- 
ties), nasturtiums  (dwarf  varieties),  mignonette,  and  sweet  peas.  One  mixed  package  of  each 
kind  will  afford  all  the  plants  needed. 

The  beds  should  be  made  smooth  and  level  It  is  better  to  sow  the  pansy  seeds  in  the  bed  on 
the  east  side  of  the  schoolhouse.  Pansies  like  light  but  not  too  much  sun  ;  the  seeds  must  be 
very  lightly  covered  and  never  allowed  to  get  dry  after  sowing,  because  the  tiny  germ  is  so  deli- 
cate that  it  will  die  if  the  soil  gets  dry. 

The  flowers  will  be  finer  if  the  plants  -are  set  six  or  eight  inches  apart ;  if  they  come  up  too 
thickly,  they  may  be  easily  transplanted.  The  soil  should  be  kept  well  stirred  and  free  from 
weeds,  and  probably  before  the  spring  term  closes,  the  little  buds  that  look  like  poke-bonnets 
will  appear,  and  the  queer  little  faces  will  look  up  as  though  thanking  the  sower  for  giving  them 
a  chance  to  grow. 

The  sweet  oeas  will  come  up  sooner  if  soaked  in  a  dish  of  water  for  a  few  hours  before  sow- 
ing. Plant  them  about  six  inches  deep,  one  row  on  each  side  of  the  bed.  A  support  will  be 
needed  for  the  plants  and  it  can  be  made  as  soon  as  they  come  up,  and  when  they  put  out  their 
little  tendrils  (their  hands)  there  will  be  something  for  them  to  cling  to.  Get  four  sticks  about 
one  inch  square  and  about  four  feet  long  ;  drive  one  down,  about  four  inches,  in  each  corner  of 
the  bed  ;  get  a  stout  piece  of  cord  and  tie  to  the  tops  of  the  sticks  lengthways,  then  drive  down 


small  sticks,  five  or  six  inches  in  length,  near  the  plants,  tying  twine  on  the  top  of  the  sticks 
and  to  the  stout  cord.  This  will  make  a  cheap  support  for  the  vines  and  is  something  you  can 
make  yourselves. 

Nasturtium  seeds  ought  to  be  sowed  about  one  inch  deep.  They  will  do  well  on  poor,  rocky 
soil.  The  other  seeds  must  be  sowed  and  cared  for  much  the  same  as  the  pansies,  except  that 
they  must  be  sowed  a  little  deeper. 

There  may  not  be  many  flowers  before  the  spring  term  closes,  but  if  the  plants  are  taken  good 
care  of  they  will  grow  large  and  fine  and  will  give  a  great  many  flowers  during  the  fall  term. 
The  pansies  will  blossom  until  the  ground  freezes  and,  if  cut  back  in  the  spring,  will  give  flowers 
all  through  the  spring  term. 

A  bed  on  the  north  side  of  the  schoolhouse  or  under  the  shade  of  some  tree,  planted  out  with 
hardy  ferns  from  the  woodlands,  would  help  to  make  the  collection  complete. 

If  there  are  large  trees  growing  in  the  grounds,  it  will  be  well  to  plant  a  few  vines  of  the  Vir- 
ginia creeper  about  them.  These  will  soon  climb  far  up  among  the  spreading  branches,  adorn- 
ing them  with  bright  green  leaves  all  through  the  summer,  and  glorifying  them  as  autumn 
approaches  with  brilliant  festoons  of  richest  scarlet. 

— E.    S.    Goff,    Wisconsin. 


THE  BEST  TREES  AND  VINES. 

Trees  best  adapted  for  successful  culture  are  the  elm,  maple,  linden,  ash,  birch,  beech,  dog- 
wood, pines,  spruces,  some  of  the  willows,  some  of  the  poplars,  a  tulip  tree,  horse-chestnut, 
catalpa,  laburnum,  and  oak. 

The  shrubs  which  seem  best  adapted  to  ornamentation  are  the  deutzia,  hydrangea,  spirea, 
wiegela,  privet,  arbor  vit^e,  flowering  cherry,  flowering  plum,  and  hawthorn. 

Among  our  best  and  hardiest  vines  are  the  clematis,  the  bitter  sweet,  wistaria,  trumpet  vine, 
honeysuckle,  morning  glory,  Virginia  creeper,  and  ampelopsis  veitchii. 

The  best  plants  for  bedding  purposes  seem  to  be  pansies,  verbenas,  geranium,  coleuses,  cent- 
aurea,  and  hybrid  roses. 

Beautiful  beds  may  be  formed  by  planting  seeds  of  the  portulaca,  pansies,  verbenas,  zinnias, 
asters,  dahlias,  petunias,  chrysanthemums,  nasturtiums,  balsams,  phlox,  sweet  William,  and  seeds 
of  other  well-known  plants. 

—Dr.    IV.  J.  Milne,  Albany  {N.    Y.)  Normal  School. 


Arbor  Day  will  make  the  country  visibly  more  beautiful  every  year.     Every  little  community, 

every  school  district  will  contribute  to  the  good  work.     The  schoolhouse  will  gradually  become 

an  ornament,  as  it  is  already  the  great  benefit,  of  the  village,  and  the  children  will  be  put  in  the 

way  of  living  upon  more  friendly  and  intelligent  terms  with  the  bountiful  nature  w-hich  is  so 

friendly  to  us. 

— George    Williani   Ctirtis. 


To  own  a  bit  of  ground,  to  scratch  it  with  a  hoe,  to  plant  seeds  and  watch  their  renewal  of 
life, — this  is  the  commonest  delight  of  the  race,  the  most  satisfactory  thing_one  can  do. 

—  Warner. 


PROGRAMME 


L     Song. — Like  Glad  Birds  of  Spring:time. 
II,     Scripture  Selection. 

"  For  lo,  the  winter  is  past,  the  rain  is  over  and  gone  ;" 

"  The  flowers  appear  on  tlie  earth  ;  the  time  of  the  singing  of  birds  is  come,  and 
the  voice  of  the  turtle  is  heard  in  our  land  ;" 

"  The  fig  tree  putteth  forth  her  green  figs,  and  the  vines  with  the  tender  grape  give 
a  good  smell." 

"  The  wilderness  and  the  solitary  place  shall  be  glad  *  *  ;  and  the  desert  shall  re- 
joice, and  blossom  as  the  rose." 

"  It  shall  blossom  abundantly,  and  rejoice,  even  with  joy  and  singing  :  the  glory  of 
Lebanon  shall  be  given  unto  it,  the  excellency  of  Carmel  and  Sharon,  they  shall  see 
the  glory  of  the  I-ord,  and  the  excellency  of  our  God." 

"  For  as  the  earth  bringeth  forth  her  bud,  and  as  the  garden  causeth  the  things  that 
are  sown  in  it  to  spring  forth  ;  so  the  Lord  God  will  cause  righteousness  and  praise  to 
spring  forth  before  all  the  nations." 

"  Oh  that  men  would  praise  the  Lord  for  his  goodness,  and  for  his  wonderful  works 
to  the  children  of  men  !  " 

"  Let  them  exalt  him  also  in  the  congregation  of  the  people,  and  praise  him  in  the 
assembly  of  the  elders." 

"He  turneth  the  wilderness  into  a  standing  water,  and  dry  ground  into  water- 
springs." 

"  And  there  he  maketh  the  hungry  to  dwell,  that  they  may  prepare  a  city  for  habita- 
tion ;" 

"  And  sow  the  fields,  and  plant  vineyards,  which  may  yield  fruits  of  increase." 

"  All  thy  works  shall  praise  thee,  O  Lord  ;  and  thy  saints  shall  bless  thee." 

"  Blessed  be  the  Lord  for  evermore.     Amen,  and  amen." 

IIL     Song. — Welcome  to  Arbor  Day. 

IV.     Reading  of  the  Proclamation  of  the  Governor. 


V.     a,  Recftation. — Arbor  Day. 

b.  Readings  or  Essays  on  Uses  of  Arbor  Day^  How  to  Beautify  the 
School  Grounds,  What  to  Plant,  or  such  other  subjects  as  the 
day  may  sugg^est. 

ARBOR    DAY. 


The  silence  of  winter  is  broken 
By  sounds  that  belong  to  spring  ; 

The  brook's  soft  murmur  is  token 
Of  stir  of  each  sleeping  thing. 


Do  you  ask  what  the  children  are  doing  ? 

I'll  tell  you      'Tis  Arbor  Day, 
And  the  growth  of  our  trees  they're  renewing 

By  planting  along  the  way 


New  songs  from  bird  throats  are  swelling, 
New  gladness  is  on  each  face. 

For  all  the  dear  children  are  telling 
How  our  land  may  be  filled  with  grace. 


New  trees  and  shrubs,  that,  unfolding. 
When  other  spring  days  shall  appear. 

Will  gladden  our  eyes,  as,  beholding. 
We  watch  the  new  life  of  the  year. 


The  air  is  alive  with  their  singing. 
And  flowers  come  up  to  hear  ; 

Their  tiny  sweet  bells  they  are  ringing, 
'Tis  a  time  of  great  joy  and  cheer. 


O  happy  co-workers,  we  greet  you. 

And  wish  you  a  merry  day  ; 
May  joy  and  success  often  meet  you. 

As  you  walk  upon  life's  highway. 

— F.  A.I.  R.,  Journal  of  Educatiott. 


VI.     Songf. — We  Greet  Thee,  Merry  Spring  Time. 


VII.     Class  Exercise. 


CHORUS  OF  THE  FLOWERS. 

Chorus  :    We  are  the  little  flowers, 
Coming  with  the  spring  ; 
If  you  listen  closely 
Sometimes  you'll  hear  us  sing. 


The  Honeysuckle  (Red) : 

I  am  the  honeysuckle, 

With  my  drooping  head  ; 
And  early  in  the  spring  time 

I  don  my  dress  of  red. 
I  grow  in  quiet  woodlands. 

Beneath  some  budding  tree  ; 
So  when  you  take  a  ramble 

Just  look  for  me. 

C^HDRLs:     We  are  the  little  flowers,  etc. 


The  Dandelion  (Yellow)  t 

I  am  the  dandelion, 

Yellow  as  you  see  ; 
And  when  the  children  see  me 

They  shout  for  glee. 
1  grow  by  every  wayside, 

And  when  I've  had  my  day — 
I  spread  my  wings  so  silvery 

And  fly  away. 

Chorus  :     We  are  the  little  flowers,  etc. 


The  Nasturtium  (Orange); 


The  Fern  (Green) : 


I  am  the  gay  nasturtium, 

I  bloom  in  gardens  fine, 
Among  the  grander  flowers 

My  slender  stalk  I  twine. 
Bright  orange  is  my  color — 

The  eyes  of  all  to  please — 
I  have  a  tube  of  honey 

For  all  the  bees. 

Chorls  :     We  are  the  little  flowers,  etc. 


A  fern  the  people  call  me, 

I'm  always  clothed  m  green, 
I  live  in  every  forest  ; 

You've  seen  me  oft  I  ween. 
Sometimes  I  leave  the  shadow 

To  grow  beside  the  way. 
You'll  see  me  as  you  pass 

Some  nice  fine  day. 

Chorus:     ^Ve  are  the  little  flowers,  etc. 


The  Forget-me-not  ( Blue) : 

When  God  made  all  the  flowers. 

He  gave  each  one  a  name. 
And,  when  the  others  all  had  gone, 

A  little  blue  one  came. 
And  said  in  trembling  whisper, 

"  My  name  has  been  forgot," 
Then  the  good  Father  called  her 

"  Forget-me-not." 

Chorus  :     We  are  the  little  flowers,  etc. 


The  Violet  (Purple): 

I  am  the  little  violet  ; 

In  my  purple  dress, 
I  hide  myself  so  safely. 

That  you'd  never  guess 
There  was  a  flower  so  near  you 

Nestling  at  your  feet  ; 
And  that's  why  I  send  you 

My  fragrance  sweet. 

Chorus:     We  are  the  little  flowers,  etc. 


-Lucy  Wheelock. 


FLORAL  EMBLEMS. 

Recitation  for  three  girls,  bearing  or  wearing  colors — red,  white,  blue. 


All.        We  tend  the  flowers  of  every  hue. 

But  love  the  red,  the  white,  the  blue. 

Red,  white,  and  blue. 
Their  tender  buds  our  hands  unfold, 
We  sprinkle  them  with  sunbeam's  gold 

And  bathe  them  in  the  dew. 

Red.        I  love  the  red.     It  is  to  me 

Type  of  the  justice,  strong  and  free. 

Which  does  our  land  unite. 
Bloom  on,  sweet  rose  and  poppy  red. 
Make  glad  each  humble  garden  bed 

With  color  warm  and  bright. 


White.  White  are  the  blossofns  of  my  care, 
Symbols  of  purity.     The  fair; 

Pale  snowdrop  of  the  spring, 
'     The  lily-bells  that  with  faint  chime 
Make  glad  the  early  summer  time, 
To  these  my  love  I  bring. 

Blue.      My  favorites  are  clad  in  blue. 

Deep-tinted,  or  the  faintest  hue 

Ere  seen  in  sunyiier  sky. 
Emblems  of  truth  are  they.     We  greet 
The  bluebell  and  the  violet  sweet 
That  here  in  beauty  lie. 

— Annie  L.  ll'iilis. 


VIII.     Song.— The  Red,  White,  and  Blue. 


DC     Selections. — a.  Shrubs. 


Shrubs  there  are. 
That  at  the  call  of  Spring 
Burst  forth  in  blossomed  fragrance  :  lilacs  robed 
In  snow-white  innoaence  or  purple  pride. 

—James   Thotnson. 


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THE  LILAC. 


The  sun  shone  warm,  and  the  lilac  said, 
"  I  must  hurry  and  get  my  table  spread, 
For  if  I  am  slow,  and  dinner  is  late. 
My  friends,  the  bees,  will  have  to  wait." 

So  delicate,  lavender  glass  she  brought. 
And  the  daintiest  china  ever  bought, 
Purple  tinted,  and  all  complete, 
And  filled  each  cup  with  honey  sweet. 


"  Dinner  is  ready  !  "  Spring  Wind  cried. 
And  from  hive  and  hiding,  far  and  wide, 
While  the  lilac  laughed  to  see  them  come. 
The  little  gray-jacketed  bees  came  hum-ra  ! 

They  sipped  the  syrup  from  every  cell. 
They  nibbled  at  taffy  and  caramel ; 
Then,  without  being  asked,  said  every  bee, 
"  We'll  be  very  happy  to  stay  to  tea." 

— Poetry  o/  Floiverln  nd. 


HAWTHORN. 


Fair  Hawthorn  flowering. 
With  green  shade  bowering 

Along  the  lovely  shore  ; 
To  thy  foot  around 

With  his  long  arms  wound 

A  wild  vine  has  mantled  thee  o'er. 


Gentle  Hawthorn  thrive 

And  forever  live, 
May'st  thou  blossom  as  now  in  thy  prime 

By  the  wind  unbroke, 
And  the  thunderstroke, 

Unspoiled  by  the  axe  of  time. 

— Poetry  0/  Floiverland. 


b»  Vines. 


THE  IVY  GREEN. 

Oh,  a  dainty  plant  is  the  Ivy  Green, 

That  creepeth  o'er  ruins  old  ! 
Of  right  choice  food  are  his  meals,  1  ween. 

In  his  cell  so  lone  dnd  cold. 
The  wall  must  be  crumbled,  the  stone  decayed. 

To  pleasure  his  dainty  whim  ; 
And  the  mouldering  dust  that  years  have  made 
Is  a  merry  meal  for  him. 

Creeping  where  no  life  is  seen, 
A  rare  old  plant  is  the  Ivy  Green. 

— Dickens. 


THE  WOODBINE. 

Shakespeare  says, — 

"  I  know  a  bank  whereon  the  wild  thyme  blows, 
Where  oxlips,  and  the  nodding  violet  grows  ; 
Quite  over-canopied  with  luscious  woodbine. 
With  sweet  musk-roses,  and  with  eglantine." 

THE  HONEYSUCKLE. 

This  is  the  fragile  horn 
Whereon  the  bugler,  breeze. 

Blows  fragrant  calls  at  morn. 
To  summon  forth  the  bees. 

— Pot  try  0/  Flowerland. 


MORNING  GLORIES. 


Deftly  twisted,  dainty  spiral, 
Drawing  in  the  sunset  glow. 

Spreading  it  with  softened  tintings 
O'er  thy  petals'  face  of  snow  ; 

Nodding  in  the  gentle  zephyrs. 
Catching  in  thy  half-lit  cell 

All  the  south  wind's  sweetest  music 
As  from  ocean  old  the  shell ; 


Waiting,  closed,  until  the  moonlight 
Yellow  grows  at  touch  of  dawn. 

When,  untwisting,  thou  becomest 
The  full  glory  of  the  morn. 

I  half  think  that  at  their  opening. 
When  those  sunset  colors  show, 

Then  the  south  wind's  treasured  music 
From  each  fairy  horn  doth  flow. 


And  a  man  with  worthy  motives. 
Listening  much,  and  patient  more, 

Might  receive  sweet  elfin  concord 
F'rom  the  vine  about  the  door. 

— //'.  G.  Barton. 


c.  Plants, 


For  flowers  that  bloom  about  our  feet  ; 
For  tender  grass,  so  fresh,  so  sweet  ; 
For  song  of  bird  and  hum  of  bee  ; 
For  all  things  fair  we  hear  or  see, — 

Father  in  heaven,  we  thank  thee  ! 


P  or  blue  of  stream,  and  blue  of  sky  ; 
For  pleasant  shade  of  branches  high  ; 
For  fragrant  air  and  cooling  breeze  ; 
For  beauty  of  the  blooming  trees, — 

Father  in  heaven,  we  thank  thee  ! 

— Selected. 


THE  PANSIES. 

The  dear  little  pansies  are  lifting  their  heads. 

All  purple  and  blue  and  gold  ; 
They  are  cov'ring  with  beauty  the  garden  beds, 

And  hiding  from  sight  the  dark  mould. 

The  dear  little  pansies,  they  nod  and  they  smile, 

Their  faces  upturned  to  the  sky  ; 
"  We  are  trying  to  make  the  world  pretty  and  bright," 

They  whisper  to  each  passer-by. 

Now  all  little  children  who  try  ev'ry  day 

Kind-hearted  and  loving  to  be, 
Are  helping  the  pansies  to  make  the  world  bright 

And  beautiful,  don't  you  see  ? 

—Ruth  E.  n'ihon. 


ROSES. 

Oh,  the  queen  of  all  the  roses  it  cannot  be  denied 
Is  the  heavy  crimson  rose  of  velvet  leaf ; 

There  is  such  a  gracious  royalty  about  her  vivid 
bloom. 
That  among  all  charming  kindred  she  is  chief. 


Then  the  fainter-shaded  roses,  in  tlieir  balmy  damask 
pride, 

Group  like  satellites  about  one  central  star, — 
Royal  prmcesses,  of  whom  we  can  discover  at  a  glance, 

What  aristocrats  the  dainty  creatures  are. 

Then  those  tender,  gauzy  roses,  clustered  closely  on 
their  vines, 
They  are  gentle  maids  of  honor  I  am  told  ; 
But  the  pompous  yellow  roses,  they  are  sneered  at,  it 
is  said. 
For  so  showing  off  the  color  of  their  gold. 

And  the  roses  that  are  powerless  to  boast  of  any  tint, 

Unsullied  as  the  snow  itself  in  hue, 
They  are  pious  nuns,  I  fancy,  who  perhaps  may  mur- 
mur prayers 

Very  softly  upon  rosaries  of  dew. 

But  the  delicate  pink  roses  that  one  meets  in  quiet 
lanes. 
Gleaming  pale  upon  a  background  of  clear  green, 
Why,  these  are  only  peasant  girls  who  never  go  to 
court, 
But  are  loyal  little  subjects  to  the  queen. 

— Edgar  Fawcett. 


LEGEND  OF  THE  NARCISSUS. 

This  lovely  flower  owes  its  origin  to  a  beautiful  youth  named  Narcissus.  He  always  lived 
happy  until  one  day,  when  heated  by  the  chase,  he  stopped  by  a  limpid  mountain  stream  to 
quench  his  thirst  ;  in  doing  so  he  beheld  the  reflection  of  his  own  image,  with  which  he  fell 
violently  in  love.  He  was  spellbound  to  the  spot,  where  he  finally  pined  away  and  died,  and 
was  transformed  into  the  flower  which  bears  his  name. 


Upon  the  spot  where  he  died, 
A  yellow  flower  was  found, 
With  tufts  of  white  about  the  button  crowned  ! 

— Poetry  of  Flozverland. 


THE  PRETTY  PINK. 

Who  does  not  love  this  lovely  flower  ? 

Dainty  pink,  with  feathered  petals. 
Tinted,  curled,  and  deeply  frayed  ; 

With  its  calyx  heart  half  broken. 
On  its  leaves  uplifted  laid. 

— Poetry  of  Floiuerfand. 


LILIES  OF  THE  VALLEY. 

The  lilies  by  the  door 
Lift  upward,  sweet  and  pure. 

Their  delicate  bells,  and  soon 
In  the  calm  blaze  of  noon. 

By  lowly  window  sills 
Will  laugh  the  daffodils. 

— Poetry  of  Flotutrtand. 

"  If  I  were  a  flower,  I'd  hasten  to  bloom 
And  make  myself  beautiful  all  the  day  through 

With  drinking  the  sunshine,  the  wind,  and  the  rain — 
Oh,  if  I  were  a  flower,  that's  what  Id  do." 


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SONG  OF  THE  GRASS  BLADES. 


Peeping,  peeping,  here  and  there. 
In  lawns  and  meadows  everywhere, 
Coming  up  to  find  the  spring. 
And  hear  the  robin  redbreast  sing. 
Creeping  under  children's  feet. 


d.  Plants  from  seeds. 


Glancing  at  the  violets  sweet  ; 
Growing  into  tiny  bowers. 
For  the  dainty  meadow  flowers. 
We  are  small,  but  think  a  minute 
Of  a  world  with  no  grass  in  it. 


HOW  THE  FLOWERS  GROW. 


First  a  seed  so  tiny. 

Hidden  from  the  sight  ; 
Then  two  pretty  leaflets 

Struggling  toward  the  light  ; 
Soon  a  bud  appearing 

Turns  into  a  flower, 


Kissed  by  golden  sunshine, 
Washed  by  silver  shower  ; 

Growing  sweeter,  sweeter. 
Every  happy  hour, 

Kissed  by  golden  sunshine. 
Washed  by  silver  shower. 


-Selected. 


-Selected. 


SUNFLOWER. 

Uplift,  proud  sunflower,  to  thy  favorite  orb. 

That  disk  whereon  his  brightness  seems  to  dwell ; 

And,  as  thou  seem'st  his  radiance  to  absorb, 
Proclaim  thyself  the  garden's  sentinel. 

— Barton,  Poetry  of  Flo%verland. 


MARIGOLD. 

Marigold,  with  coat  of  velvet. 

Streaked  with  gold  and  yellow  lace, 

With  its  love  for  summer  sunshine. 
Written  on  its  honest  face. 


-Poetry  of  Flower  la  thd. 


NASTURTIUM. 

On  me  such  beauty  summer  pours 
That  I  am  covered  o'er  with  flowers  ; 

And  when  the  frost  is  in  the  sky, 
My  stems  are  all  so  fresh  and  gay 
That  you  might  look  at  me  and  say, 

"  This  plant  can  never  die." 

The  butterfly  all  brown  and  gold, 

To  me  hath  often  flown. 
Here  in  my  blossoms  to  behold 

Wings  lovely  as  his  own. 

— Poetry  of  Floiverla7id. 


SWEET  PEA. 

Sweet  Pea  put  on  her  prettiest  hood 

And  climbed  the  garden  wall, 
'Twas  a  narrow  ledge  where  the  darling  stood. 

And  I  feared  that  she  might  fall. 

But  she  danced  with  the  butterfly. 
Bowed  to  the  bee. 
And  never  even  noticed  me, 
The  pretty,  pinky,  saucy  pea. 
—  Youth's  Companion,  Poetry  of  Floiverland. 


POPPIES. 

Poppies  red  and  pink  and  white 

In  the  garden  beds  ; 
Mixed  with  green  you  look  so  bright. 

And  how  you  dance  and  nod  your  heads. 

— Poetry  of  Flower latui, 

MOTTO  OF  THE  FORGET-ME-NOT. 

There  is  a  pretty  little  flower 

Of  sky-blue  tint  and  white. 
That  flitters  in  the  sunshine. 

And  goes  to  sleep  at  night. 
'Tis  a  token  of  "  Remembrance," 

And  a  pretty  name  it's  got  ; 
Would  you  know  it  if  I  told  you  ? 

•Tis  the  sweet  Forget-me-not. 

— Poetry  of  Floiverland. 

FOUR  O'CLOCK. 

Four  o'clock  with  heart  unfolding 
When  the  loving  sun  had  gon«. 

Streak  and  strain  of  running  crimson 
Like  the  light  of  early  dawn. 

— Poetry  of  Flowerland. 


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"  Monarchs  and  nations  have  often  had  their  symbolic  flowers.  The  thistle  is  the  emblem  of 
Scotland,  and  the  shamrock  of  Ireland.  The  fleur-de-lis  is  the  badge  of  the  royal  house  of 
France,  and  the  amaranth  that  of  Sweden.      The  rose  is  on  the  royal  coat  of  arms  of  England." 

"Among  the  Romans  the  lily  and  the  oak  were  the  emblems  of  power;  the  myrtle  and  the 
rose,  of  love;  the  olive  and  the  violet,  of  learning;  the  ash,  of  war;  and  the  grape  leaf,  of 
festivity." 


A  wonderful  thing  is  a  seed  ; 

The  one  thing  deathless  torevei 
Forever  old  and  forever  new. 
Forever  faithful  and  utterly  true- 
Fickle  and  faithless  never. 


A  SEED. 


Plant  lilies,  and  lilies  will  bloom  ; 

Plant  roses,  and  roses  will  grow  ; 
Plant  hate,  and  hate  to  life  will  spring, 
Plant  love,  and  love  to  you  will  bring 

The  fruit  of  the  seed  you  sow. 

— Selected. 


I*    Trees. 


'I'LL  HELP  YOU  AND  YOU  HELP  ME.' 


"  Help  one  another,"  the  maple  spray 

Said  to  its  fellow  leaves  one  day  ; 
"  The  stin  would  wither  me  here  alone. 

Long  enough  ere  the  day  is  gone  ; 

But  I'll  help  you  and  you  help  me. 

And  then  what  a  splendid  shade  there'll  be  !  " 


"  Help  one  another,"  the  dewdrop  cried, 
Seeing  another  drop  close  to  its  side  ; 

"  This  warm  south  breeze  would  dry  me  away, 
And  I  should  be  gone  ere  noon  to-day  ; 
But  I'll  help  you  and  you  help  me. 
And  we'll  make  a  brook  and  run  to  the  sea." 

— Selected. 


A  SENSIBLE  FIR  TREE. 

Said  a  saucy  little  maple 

To  her  cousin,  Willow  Tree  • 
"  Miss  Fir  has  no  new  mantle 

This  spring,  like  you  and  me. 

"  She  wears  the  same  old  garment 

That  she's  worn  since  1  was  born. 
I  should  think  she'd  feel  so  shabby 
With  no  new  bonnet  on." 

As  she  tossed  her  head  and  nodded 
At  the  Fir  Tree's  old  style  clothes. 

Willow  laughed — she  couldn't  help  it — 
At  the  turned  up,  pea  green  nose. 

The  Fir  tree,  staid  and  modest. 

Answered  Maple  not  a  word. 
Though  I'm  very  sure — yes,  certain — 

Everything  was  overheard. 

She  only  softly  murmured, 
As  she  rearranged  her  clothes, 
"  I'm  glad  my  friends  don't  leave  me 
With  every  wind  that  blows." 

— A.  /'.  Caldivell  in  Christian  Nation. 


Race  of  the  Trees  and  Flow^ers- 

The  trees  and  flowers  seem  running  a  race, 

But  none  treads  down  the  other ; 
And  neither  thinks  it  is  his  disgrace 

To  be  later  than  his  brother. 
Yet  the  pear  tree  shouts  to  the  lilac  tree, 

"  Make  haste  for  the  spring  is  late  ;" 
And  the  lilac  tree  whispers  to  the  chestnut  tree  (be- 
cause he  is  so  great), 

"  Pray  you,  great  sir,  be  quick,  be  quick. 
For  down  below  we  are  blooming  thick." 
Then  the  chestnut  hears  and  comes  out  in  bloom 

White  or  pink  to  the  tiptop  boughs, 
O,  why  not  grow  higher?  there's  plenty  of  room, 

You  beautiful  tree,  with  the  sky  for  your  housi". 
Then  like  music  they  seem  to  burst  out  together. 

The  little  and  big,  with  a  beautiful  burst ; 
They  sweeten  the  wind,  they  paint  the  weather. 

And  no  one  remembers  which  was  first. 

—  The  Forest  Leaves,. 


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THE  TREE. 

The  tree's  early  leaf-buds  were  bursting  their  brown.  "No;  leave  them  alone 

■"  Shall  I  take  them  away  ?  "  said  the  frost  sweeping  Till  the  berries  have  grown," 

down.  Said  the  tree,  while  his  leaflets  quivering  hung. 

"No;  leave  them  alone  „,  ,         ......         .,  , 

„  1  he  tree  bore  his  truit  in  the  midsummer  glow. 

Till  the  blossoms  have  grown,  _   .,    ,        ,■,,..,,       ,         ,         ,      ,        •  .>. 

,  ,    ,    ,  ,  Said  the  child,      May  1  gather  thy  berries  now  ? 

Praved  the  tree,  while  he  trembled  from  rootlet  to  .,,,  ,,    , 

Y  es  ;  all  thou  canst  see  ; 

Take  them  ;  all  are  for  thee," 

The  tree  bore  his  blossoms,  and  all  the  birds  sung.  Said  the  tree,  as  he  bent  down  his  laden  boughs  low. 

■"Shall   I    take   them  away?"  said  the  wind  as   he  Bjomstjerne  Bjornsen. 

swung. 

ALL  THINGS  BEAUTIFUL. 

All  things  bright  and  beautiful,  The  purple-headed  mountain, 

All  creatures  great  and  small,  The  river  running  by, 

All  things  wise  and  wonderful,  ,  The  morning,  and  the  sunset 

The  Lord  God  made  them  all.  That  lighteth  up  the  sky. 

Each  little  flower  that  opens.  The  tall  trees  in  the  greenwood. 
Each  little  bird  that  sings.  The  pleasant  summer  sun. 

He  made  their  glowing  colors,  The  ripe  fruits  in  the  garden. 
He  made  their  tiny  wings.  He  made  them  every  one. 

He  gave  us  eyes  to  see  them. 

And  lips  that  we  might  tell. 
How  great  is  God  Almighty, 

Who  hath  made  all  things  well. 

— I\frs.  C.  F.  A  /e.i-atidc-r. 


X.     Song. — The  Violet. 


XI.     Short  Address. 


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Birds  theerful    oft'-'ring  bring  ;Swelling    the    cho  -  rus    in     one  gladsome 


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Wel-come   to      Ar  -  bor  Day  IBright  words   of  cheer. 
Wel-come   to      Ar  -  bor  Day  !  Ech  -  oes  a  -  long. 


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WE  GREET  THEE,  MERRY  SPRING  TIME. 


A  llegro. 


Arr.  George  F.  Wilson. 


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1  We  greet    thee,  merry  Spring  lime,     Who  com'st  with  footsteps    gay, 

2  How  bright  the  sunlight,  beammg.       From   yon-der    sky    doth     flow. 


Laughing  tho'  the 
Warmth  and  glory 


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meadows    To  declc  the  Queen  of     May. 
streaming  Up  -  on   our  world  be  -  low  ! 


Be    -     neath    the    bios  -    soms    springing.         Their 
Its         wreath    of      gold  -  en         treas  -  ure        Sets 


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fragrant      petals  rear  ; 

all        the     world 


aglow  ; 


Welcome,  mer  -  ry        Spring  Time,    The     glo  -    ry      of        the 
On  -    ly      for      our  pleasure,       Ten     thousand      blossoms 


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Welcome   merry  Spring  Time,  The  glo  -  ry  of  the  year. 

On  -  ly      for    our        pleas  -  ure,       Ten  thousand       bios-        soms  blow. 


year, 
blow, 


From  "The  Coda,"  No.  ii8,  by  Ginn  &  Co.,  Boston. 


SPRING  TIME. 


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1.  Spring  is  on  the  mountain.  And  upon  the  hill ;  Singing  from  the  fountain.  Comes  the  shining   rill. 

2.  While  the  birds  are  mating  On  the  sunny  mead.  And  the  earth  is  waiting,  For  the  sprouting  seed. 

3.  Life  is  like  the  seed  time,— Ev'ry  one  must  sow  Seed  of  good  or        e  -  vil.  As    we    onward       go. 

From  "  Song  Prize." 


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JAMIE  BEATTT. 


THE  VIOLET. 


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DANTORTH. 
1.        2. 


J    <  Down  in        a    green  and  sba      dy  bed 


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stalk  was  bent,    it 
was     a    flower  so 
here  in     its  grass  -  y 


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hung  its  head,    As 
fair,     so   frail.     Yet 

rest 


mod  -  est  vio  .  let   grew, 

if         to  hide  from  (Omit)    view; 

not      a  per  -  son  knew 

ing-place.  The  hum-ble  vio  -  let    (Omit.)    grew; 


yet 
God 


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it     was       a       love  -  ly  flower,  Its     col  -    or      rich      and    rare; 
a  -  lone,    who  gave    it     life,  Looked  down  with  ten  -  der    care, 


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It      might  have  grown  in 
To     see      that    lit  -    tie 


ro    -    sy  bower,   In  -  stead    of 
flow  .  'ret    pure,     So    sweet  -  ly 


From  "  Song'Wave,"  by  courtesy  of  D.  Appleton  &  Co.,  New  York. 


hid  -   ing  there, 
blooming  there. 


NATURE'S  PRAYER. 


JOHN  GREENLEAF  WHITTIf^R. 


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1.  The  harp  at  Nature's  advent  strung  Has        never   ceased     to  play  ;  The 

2.  The   mists  above   the   morning  rills  Rise     white    as    wings   of  prayer ;  The 

3.  The   blue   sky  is  the       temple's  arch,   Its    transept    earth  and  air,  The 

4.  So  nature  keeps  the  reverent    frame.   With  which  her  years  be  -  gan.       And 


song  the  stars  of 
al  -  tar  cur  -  tains 
mu  -  sic  of  its 
all     her    signs   and 


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morning  sung     Has 

never      died      a  -  way, 

Has 

nev  -     er      died 

a 

way 

of      the     hills     Are 

sunset's  pur  -  pie       air, 

Are 

sun  -  set's   pur  - 

pie 

air 

starry     march     The 

chorus     of      a     prayer. 

The 

cho    -    rus        of 

a 

prayer 

voices  shame      The 

prayerless  heart  of  man. 

The 

prayerless          heart 

of 

man 

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