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of these bouquets were very primitive, 

 consisting of buttercups, daisies, and dan- 

 delions, all picked with such short stems 

 that it was almost impossible to hold 

 them in one's hand, and the shorter- 

 stemmed ones were always falling out ; 

 but these bouquets were most satisfac- 

 tory. The bright colours fascinated the 

 eye, and if they were not fragrant, it 

 only needed imagination of childhood to 

 make them so. 



When a few more years had made the 

 little legs sturdy, and the feet more sure 

 of their footing, this passion carried us 

 far afield, in search of the rarer wild 

 flowers. 



Some we loved for their fragrance and 

 beauty, while others held a personality 

 that made them always interesting. 



Such was the jack-in-the-pulpit, who 

 stood so straight in his pulpit, and 



