A STORY OF SOME MAPLES 



open, no hint of leaf on the tree, save that of 

 the swelling bud. All that soft haze of greenish 

 yellow is bloom, and bloom of the utmost beauty. 

 The charm lies not in boldness of color or of 

 contrast, but at the other extreme in the deli- 

 cacy of differing tints, in the variety of subtle 

 shades and tones. There are charms of form 

 and of fragrance, too, in this Norway maple 

 the flowers are many -rayed stars, and they emit 

 a faint, spicy odor, noticeable only when several 

 trees are together in bloom.- And these flowers 

 last long, comparatively; so long that the green- 



The Norway maple breaks into a wonderful bloom" 



