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same double pleasure brought to him in connection 

 with one small flower : — 



*We took our last adieu, 

 And up the snowy Splugen drew, 

 But ere we reached the highest summit, 

 I plucked a daisy, I gave it you ; 

 It told of England then to me, 

 And now it tells of Italy.' 



And these memories and associations that our flowers 

 give us are independent of seasons or. of age. They 

 come to us as well in autumn and Ayinter, in spring 

 and summer ; and as to age, the older we get the more, 

 from the very natiu'e of things, do these memories 

 increase and multiply. 



I have said nothing of the legendary associations of 

 flowers, they are too numerous; but I will just name 

 the forget-me-not, that with it I may bring this paper 

 to a close. All admire the pretty flower, and like to 

 tell of the pretty, though modern, legend. But in my 

 garden, and I know it is the same in the gardens of all 

 who love flowers, nine-tenths of my plants and flowers 

 are forget-me-nots, and have their legends, which they 

 tell to me over and over again, and which I often like 

 to repeat to others. There are trees on my lawn which 

 were planted when children were born; there are 

 hundreds of plants which tell me of the liberal help 



