Dandelions

Horowhenua Chronicle, 25 October 1916, Page 3

Dandelions

(By WALT MASON.)

Upon my lawn, I know mot wiry, the dandelions thrive; the grass may all curl up and die, but they'll remain alive. I've tried about a million plans, to have the vile things slain; and all the schemes were also-rans, and all my efforts vain- The fair petunias that I ibought, at fabulous expense, the sweet begonias that I brought and- planted by the fence, the tulip 6 from the Netherlands, they all have died the death, but still the dandelion stands, disfiguring the heath. vine and fig tree withered are, the rosebush passed away, the fern that grew in yonder jar shows symptoms of decay; the lilac, when the nights were cold, turned up its tender toes, and still the dandelion bold, its streak of yellow shows. If dandelions were desired, if they would bring in lnon, if every gardener aspired to raise them by the ton, they'd make a specialty of death, they'd) languish from their birth and shrivel at the slightest breath, and perish from the earth.