CHILDREN AND FLOWERS. 



CHILDHOOD is especially the season of flowers, 

 and hence the poets have very appropriately 

 compared that early period of our existence to 

 the spring-time of the year, when, 



" There'*? perfume upon every wind, 



Music in every tree 

 Dews for the moisture-loving flowers 



Sweets for the sucking bee ; 

 The sick come forth for the healing breeze, 



The young are gathering flowers, 

 And life is a tale of poetry, 



That is told by golden hours." N. P. WILLIS. 



It is then that flowers are to us a source of 

 exquisite soul-thrilling delight ; we revel amid 

 them as careless and free-hearted as their own , 

 worshipper, the butterfly ; inhaling their fra- 

 grance, and gazing on their beautiful tints with 



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