. Florists' review [microform]. Floriculture. BIRMINGHAM, ALABAMA HARTFORD,- CONN. Greenhouse*: Benton St Stores: 741 Main St 364 Asylum St hm r. T. a. Olden xJiriltJ (or all puu oi Connecticul Hartford, Conn. J. ALBERT BRODRIB Store, 639 Main Street Deliveries to New Britain, Meriden, Middletown, Manchester, Rockville, Farminnton, Willimantic Member Floriata' Telegraph Delivery Association HARTFORD CONNECTICUT Welch's Flower Shop 197 Trumbull Street A. W. Welch Mrs. E. M. Welch Providence, Rhode Island Johnston Brothers LEADING FLORISTS 38 DORRANCE STREET Members Florists' Telegraph Delivery
. Florists' review [microform]. Floriculture. BIRMINGHAM, ALABAMA HARTFORD,- CONN. Greenhouse*: Benton St Stores: 741 Main St 364 Asylum St hm r. T. a. Olden xJiriltJ (or all puu oi Connecticul Hartford, Conn. J. ALBERT BRODRIB Store, 639 Main Street Deliveries to New Britain, Meriden, Middletown, Manchester, Rockville, Farminnton, Willimantic Member Floriata' Telegraph Delivery Association HARTFORD CONNECTICUT Welch's Flower Shop 197 Trumbull Street A. W. Welch Mrs. E. M. Welch Providence, Rhode Island Johnston Brothers LEADING FLORISTS 38 DORRANCE STREET Members Florists' Telegraph Delivery Assn. PROVIDENCE, AND ALL NEW ENGLAND POINTS T. J. Johnston & "" "^"fSZVtMiicE Hartford, 180 Asylum Street Member F. T. D. MANCHESTER, N. H. H. C. STACHE. ^- ""? ^^^'^^ 1261-R. idus Fat. She finally had to dig Into her Re- serve Fat, and on that diiy sho beciiii to wake up to the fact that food was not KoinK to ("rawl Down her Throat as it had in the near past. .So she leaned np against a tree and moaned, and Groaned over the Hard Times that liad Clime. She grew thinner and more thin, until she staggered unseeingly around the barnyard, all out of sorts with herself and with the world. There was not a grain of hope left. She finally fell through the fence of the pigsty in a stupor, and lay there all skin and bones, crying as though her heart would break. "Oh. dear, what will become of mel Oh, dear, oh, dear!" ?'What are you sobbing about?" said an old Fat rig. who was rooting alwut in the rich In-own mud. "Oh, there is nothing to eat, and I am starving for food," sho moaned. "What nit!" remarked the pig. In his swin- ish way. "No food, indeed! There are millions of Avorms for you right under the surface of .•ill this nice brown mud, it you only had the gumption to scratch a little. Scratch for your grub, and you'll have plenty. Scratch, darn you, ; And the Hen, being an
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