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himself than with any one else, he is lucky if he finds 
himself a pleasant companion.) Such a child has not 
lost the use of his eyes, as so many of us seem to have 
done. And when the little brain is full of questions, it 
bids fair to become a big brain, which may answer some 
day the questions the world is asking. 
Before I tell you just how the big apple managed to 
take the place of the pretty, delicate flower, let us take 
a good look at this flower. 
But in September apple flowers are not to be had 
for the asking. Not one is to be found on all these 
trees. So just now we must use the 
picture instead. And when May comes, 
your teacher will bring you a branch 
bearing the beautiful blossoms; or, bet- 
ter still, perhaps she will take you out 
into the orchard itself, and you can go 
over this chapter again with the lovely 
living flowers before you. 
Now, as you look at this picture of the apple flower 
(Fig. 3), you see a circle made up of five pretty leaves. 
Sometimes these are white; again they are pink. And 
in the center what do you see? Why, there you see a 
quantity of odd-looking little things whose names you 
do not know. They look somewhat like small, rather 
crooked pins; for on the tips of most of them are 
objects which remind you of the head of a pin. | 
If you were looking at a real flower, you would see 
that these pin heads were little boxes filled with a 
yellow dust which comes off upon one’s fingers; and 
so for the present we will call them “dust boxes.” 
