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What a contrast to the starred hill flower ! 

 What thick-fleshed dark green leaves, fairly 

 palpitant with sap ! What sturdy, stately 

 stalks ! What breath of balm from the still 

 dewy heart ! Science will tell you this is 

 no lily a trillium, wise folk call it. Within 

 her star of narrow outer petals the blossom 

 spreads, a six-sided cup of thinnest, most 

 flawless pearl, full of gold-tipped stamens, 

 and with a drop of clear honey oozing from 

 the pale green heart. Ruby-throat sips with 

 pure delight, and goes away with a gold pow- 

 dering upon his green glistening coat. A 

 drowsy humblebee comes after him. Though 

 she blossom so apart, the woodland queen 

 never lacks for wooers. How should she, 

 indeed, when all the air is heavy with her 

 breath, when each breeze that kisses her 

 perforce whispers the sweet secret to all 

 other winged things ? A rare blue butter- 

 fly floats in after Master Humblebee. He 

 would be worth many times his weight in 

 silver to an enthusiastic collector. It is 

 only in such environment that you ever find 

 him, and even here rarely once in the year 

 His wings must be quite four inches across; 

 dull silver underneath ; on top, a velvety 

 silver blue, with spots of pearl and scarlet ; 

 and in the centre a big blur of darker blue. 

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