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For Prize Contest.

"What Burpee's seeds have done for me" could never be measured in terms of dollars and cents.

As far back as I can remember a "Burpee-planted" garden has yielded incomparable goodness to our table--my father's and now my own.

Its actual area is small,its commercial value slight, yet my garden holds,for me,immeasurable riches.

Here is more than just the useful goodness of growing foods.Here is a brooding spirit of peace, of fulfilling promise,a sense of the goodness of God.So that,on my knees in the brown earth,I gain a spiritual uplift.

Its luscious,fruitful yield is something I can share with city-dwelling friends,for they who have no garden miss so much of [[strikethrough]] [[?]] [[/strikethrough]] life's joy and goodness!

What a poem of beauty is my garden,with unspeakable loveliness of color and contour in its varied vegetables,and,rimming it round,the border of regal gladiolii and the red-gold flame of dwarf nasturtiums.

Gardens must be beloved of the Lord,for we are told,of that first garden of all;"They heard the voice of the Lord God walking in the garden in the cool of the day."
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Mrs. Grace K.Ebright,
523 56th st.,
Altoona,Penna.