Every Decade Needs Its Own Manual Of

When The Traveler Goes Alone He Gets Acquainted With Himself.

Yesterday The Twig Was Brown And Bare; To-day The Glint Of Green Is There; Tomorrow Will Be Leaflets Spare; I Know No Thing So Wondrous Fair, No Miracle So Strangely Rare. I Wonder What Will Next Be There!

The Happiest Life Has The Greatest Number Of Points Of Contact With The World, And It Has The Deepest Feeling And Sympathy With Everything That Is.

The Department Of Home Economics Was Organized To Train A Woman In Efficiency And To Develop Her Outlook To Life. Such A Department Is A Necessity As A Means Of Developing A Society. It Stands For The Evolution Of Women's Work And Place.

Is There Any Progress In Horticulture? If Not, It Is Dead, Uninspiring. We Cannot Live In The Past Good As It Is; We Must Draw Our Inspiration From The Future.