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JUNE 4. St. Quirinus, bishop and mart. a.d.304, 

 St. Optatus, bishop, 4th cent. 

 St. Walter, abbot, 1 3th cent. 

 St. Walter of Fontinelle, 1150. 

 St. Petroc, abbot, 6th cent. 

 St. Breaca, virgin of Ireland. 

 St. Burian of Ireland, 

 St. Nenoc, virgin, 467. 



Ohs. St. Quirinus was Bishop of Siseia. St. Jerom makes ho- 

 nourable mention of this Saint in his Chronicle upon the year 309. 

 Prudentius calls him an eminent martyr. Fortunatus ranks him 

 among the most illustrious martyrs of the church. He suffered on 

 the 4th of June, 303 or 304. 



Indian Pink DiantJms Chinensis full flower. 

 Yellovir Rattle Rfmianthus Crista Galli flowers. 

 White Orchis Orchis bifolia flowers. 

 Spotted Orchis Orchis maculata flowers. 

 Common Sophora Sophora australis flowers. 

 Spiked Bustard Rampions Phyteuma spicatum 

 flowers. 



The Yellow Rattle now flowers, and accompanies the Haytime 

 in all meadows ; it goes out early in July. 



The Phyteuma spicatum has long been suspected to be a native of 

 Sussex, having been found, where it still grows in abundance, be- 

 tween Maresfield and Mayfield, in Sussex, particularly near Hadlow 

 Down. But we think, after a patient examination of the subject, 

 that it originated in an accidental escape of this plant from neigh- 

 bouring gardens, as it was cultivated in the oldest gardens in the 

 county nearly four hundred years ago. 



On the Month of June. 

 Now genial suns and gentle breezes reign. 

 And Summer's fairest splendours deck the plain ; 

 Exulting Flora views her newborn Rose, 

 And all the ground with shortlived beauty glows. 



June, says Aikin, is really in this climate what the poets represent 

 May to be, the most lovely month in the year. Summer is com- 

 menced, and warm weather thoroughly established ; yet the heats 

 rarely rise to excess, or interrupt the enjoyment of those pleasures 

 which the scenes of nature at this time afford. The trees are in 

 their fullest dress, and a profusion of the gayest flowers is every 

 where scattered around, which put on all their beauty just before 

 they are cut down by the scythe, or withered by the heat. ^ 



