This section is from "The Horticulturist, And Journal Of Rural Art And Rural Taste", by P. Barry, A. J. Downing, J. Jay Smith, Peter B. Mead, F. W. Woodward, Henry T. Williams. Also available from Amazon: Horticulturist and Journal of Rural Art and Rural Taste.
It is indeed to be deplored, that whilst the clergy and gentry are founding schools in almost every village, and duly providing "trained" masters and mistresses to instruct the rising population in what is generally considered the most necessary branches of learning, that botany, or, as your remarks last week have it, "the use of the common things which surround them," should in no shape find a place in their studies; but the mere study of botany from books is not sufficient to bring the minds of young children, such as are usually found in village schools, to understand plants in any useful way; their minds would become bewildered in the maze of technical terms. My impression is that the instruction should consist in simple lectures, illustrated by the things themselves, assisted by a simple question and answer book, got up without Latin or technical terms; and, as few schoolmasters or mistresses axe at present sufficiently acquainted with the vegetable kingdom to impart such instruction to their pupils, let the patrons of these schools call in the aid of their gardeners, who are, or should be, sufficiently well informed to impart information enough on the subject, to lead the minds of the pupils to inquire and desire to know more of things with which, they have every day to do: that done, books will be resorted to to feed the growing desire for knowledge, and when such a system gets fairly into practice, such deplorable accidents as you alluded to would doubtless become extremely rare; besides, a knowledge of botany would administer to the enjoyment of life, for, at every step, the botanist meets something to attract and interest him, at every turn a friend, an old acquaintance in every familiar plant that strikes his eye; silent and unobtrusive, but not the less a friend, it abstracts him for a while from the cares and anxieties of life. - H. Howlett, Haverland, - Gardener's Chronicle.