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any of the mondicant orders could be ; while 

 <Jray Friar, was as irray as any nioiiaslic man of 

 tilt' (inU-r of Franiiscaiis is supposed to bo. No 

 Dominican ever had a more sal)lc, sombre, or 

 sad look, than the Black Friar. Rob Roy was 

 rather roui;h and ra!2;ti;ed ; his features were 

 weather beaten, and thin. Robin Hood was 

 not much better, as he looked with irreen-eyed 

 Jealousy on Little John ; with Maid Marian by 

 his side. The Exile of Erin looki'd none the 

 worse for expatriation, as he cheerfully gazed 

 on the scene. Dick Turpin, " a gentleman of 

 the road," had a sinister and saffron face. George 

 Barnwell looked rakish and unreliable at the 

 frail, though fair featured Millwood. King 

 Richard was purple with rage; Bosworth field 

 was too much for him. Linna.nis was sad and 

 seedy. His yellow lip hung listlessl)- ; a wretched 

 caricature of the mild mannered man. Sir 

 Roger de Coverly looked rather roguish, and 

 fluslied; while Gipsy Jane, black eyed, dark 

 comiilexioned, and beautiful, seemed a fit com- 

 painion for the rollicking Roger. Dr. Jenner 

 was of uncertain color, much like a man with 

 the measles — or small-pox. The Miller of 

 Mansfield was the color of a flour bag ; not 

 very white. Bacchus either had the blues, or 

 the blues had him ; for that was his color, as 

 near as blue could be. Polly Hopkins had a 

 pretty face ; for a beautiful blonde was she. 

 Pale-faced Hope looked steadfastly upwards. 

 Cleopatra, queen like, wore the royal purple ; 

 while the Grand Turk, wore a white turban. 

 Shylock had a wicked miserly cast of fea- 

 tures, of a parchment hue. Giles Scroggins 

 looked ghastly pale at the Phantom's waxy 

 form. Judith was a sweet brunette. Black- 

 eyed Susan like Lesbia, hath "a beaming eye," 

 and a face that is fashioned to love. 



There is something in a name, and our fiow- 

 ery fathers knew it, " and governed themselves 

 accordingly." They certainly evinced an apti- 

 tude for characteristic nomenclature. For in- 

 .stance ; the markings of Black -eyed Susan re- 

 sembled eyes of that color; and were as fatal, 

 when flashing as were, those of Kate Kearney. 

 Golden Fleece was a yellow flower; and the 

 Carmelite Friar was white, &c. 



When the writer was a young lad, Pansies were 

 mostly of the Angular type, somewhat scraggy. 

 Not much like the improved varieties before 

 him now, with faces " as round as a ring." Some 

 look comely, grave, jolly, smiling, saucy, jovial, 

 pensive, and cheerful; all facial expressions, a 



physiognomist would readily recognize. Ti> 

 (juote the language of Cliesterfield, they are 

 "a symmetrical assemlilage of beautiful faces."' 



The untimely dt-atii of C'ajitain Cook, the 

 favorite flower of honest old Crocus — whose- 

 death "he lamented right sore;" was almost 

 copper colored. Just such a sunburnt hue, a* 

 tlie old navagator would be likely to get, while 

 sailing around the sunny Isles of the sea. The 

 decided cast of features liad a singular pensive 

 expression; such a.s would naturally become- 

 such a man. Although but half the size of the 

 kinds now in cultivation, it was a pretty little- 

 well-shaped flower ; one of Viola's choicest gems.. 



Since that time " a change came o'er the 

 spirit of my dream" of floricultural perfection : 

 "The changer of all things, yet immutable."' 

 has through the aid of man, worked wonders in 

 the laboratory of Nature ; and in the wide fields' 

 of Horticulture, Agriculture, Arboriculture, and' 

 Floriculture, " hath done marvelous things." 



As the march of time has gone forward, so 

 has the march of intelligence kept p.ace, with 

 good gardening at the front. The fertile soil, 

 ever bountiful, has yielded a rich harvest of 

 beautiful flowers, little thought of by the Flor- 

 ists of other days. 



Lovely Heartsease flowers measuring two and 

 a half inches across, are not uncommon on the 

 borders, where but a' few years ago blooms of 

 less than one inch were seen. Let me remind: 

 the reader this is no fancy sketch of the writer,, 

 who, while he holds up the mirror to Nature,, 

 throws on the canvas, pleasant pictures of posies- 

 passed by. In those days there was " Gardening 

 for Profit," as well as " Gardening for Pleasure," 

 and poor old Crocus knew there was " Monej' in 

 the Garden;"" he dug for it, and found it, as all. 

 industrious diggers do ; — thouuh in his case T 

 fear but little turned up for hnn. 



Heartsease ! good rt'aders all desire and all 

 deserve ; and though often sought for, is but sel- 

 dom found. It seems as illusive as the Hiber- 

 nian ^s flea, who, " every time he put his thumb 

 on the little baste, it was gone." But not so, 

 with the Heartsease I offer you, it will continue 

 for an indefinite period. " It may be for years, 

 or it may be for ever," if only well cared for. 



Most seedsmen advertise Pansy, or Hearts- 

 ease seed,, of the best strain in variety, which is 

 a cheap' way of getting a stock. The Nursery- 

 mea and; Florists have for sale good sized. 

 plants, ready to bloom, and true to name, at 

 reasonable rates. If. the amateur elects to> 



