; Or the old tidemarks on the shore, 
@hina Astev--Single, 
Callistephus Chinensis. NarturaL Orver: Composite— Aster Family. 
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2 ESCRIPTION of this flower would be unnecessary, were it 
‘2 not the progenitor of all our handsome double, quilled, bou- 
i quet, pyramid and the many other varieties of asters that 
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Fx ZZ 'The blossom originally presented a yellow disk or center, sur- 
have originated under careful and discriminating cultivation. 
Bounded by a single row of petals, ofa purple color; now we have 
nearly all colors and shades, except yellow. Such is the wonderful 
power of human thought, skill, patience and perseverance, when applied 
* to flowers; who. can doubt its equal power when enlisted in the eleva- 
tion of mankind or in the improvement of the individual. 
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epee heralds should be thoughts, 
Which ten times faster glide than sunbeams, 
Driving back the shadows over lowering hills. 
—Shakespeare. 
OSE leaves, when the rose is dead, ft lecaceti pans of my soul, how swift ye go! 
Are heaped for the belovéd’s bed; Swift as the eagle’s glance of fire, 
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Or arrows from the archer’s bow, 
Love itself shall slumber on. —Shelly. To the far aim of your desire! —_yprpitsier. 
jiga car without horses, the car without wings, 
Roars onward and flies 
On its pale iron edge, 
"Neath the heat of a thought sitting still in our eyes. 
—Miss Barrett, 
i heen flit and flutter through the mind, ANY are the thoughts that come to me 
As o’er the waves the shifling wind; In my lonely musing; 
Trackless and traceless is their flight, 
As falling stars of yesternight, 
And they drift so strange and swift, 
There ’s no time for choosing 
Which to follow, for to leave 
Which other tides have rippled o’er. —Bowring. Any, seems a losing. —C. P. Cranch, 
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