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white cabbage butterflies he can discern a rarer fairy, 

 a tender Psyche, looking to the ordinary world like a 

 wood anemone or an oxalis flower. 1 The brimstone 

 butterflies are a thought yellower than ours, and there 

 are many small-sized tortoiseshells. George Eliot men- 

 tions how not one polype for a long while could Mr. 

 Lewes detect in some seaside holiday ramble, after all his 

 reading so necessary is it for the eye to be educated 

 by objects as well as ideas. For one thing, however, 

 the little Linnseus's eyes were never strained over the 

 horrible uncivilised print that the Germans blind them- 

 selves with, as, though the Danes and Norwegians use 

 the Gothic character, the Swedes use Koman letters, and 

 the Swedes seldom wear spectacles. 



The church of Stenbrohult is three-quarters of a 

 Swedish mile from Liatorp station, and the parish is very 

 scattered, entailing considerable labour on the clergyman ; 

 but the congregation make light of twelve English miles 

 to go and come to church. The village and the indis- 

 pensable all-sorts shop of Diwerse R'okeri, and the Bageri, 

 or baker's shop, are at Liatorp. There are no squalid 

 cottages in Liatorp such as we too often see in Devonshire 

 villages ; yet all nature is less kind, and the winter is cruel. 

 Though in the stony wilderness of SmSland there would 

 be hardly a square yard of turf unless cleared by hand 

 labour, and they cannot plant a cabbage till they have 

 cleared a space, the cheerful content of the people would 

 be surprising, but for the thought that a field once cleared 

 1 Leucophasia sinapis of the Pieridee. 



