The Forget-Me-Not 



the centre by the narrowing yellow wall, pushes 

 between anther and stigma. It gets dusted with 

 pollen on one side, at any rate, and as its owner 

 flits from flower to flower it will eventually put 

 some of the pollen on to another stigma. The 

 fruit is in the form of four little nutlets, bright 

 and shining ; the calyx, shrivelled and dry, remains 

 attached to them ; in the Marsh Forget-me-not 

 it is almost smooth, as the seeds are dispersed by 

 means of the water around, but in the other species 

 it is covered with hooked hairs. These catch on 

 to animals and birds, and the nutlets falling out 

 of their cover one by one as they are carried 

 about, are thus dispersed over a wide area. 



There are several legends associated with the 

 Forget-me-not. One runs that a knight was drowned 

 in getting some for his lady-love and was only able 

 to throw them at her feet, saying " Forget-me-not " 

 as he sank. Again, there is a tradition that Henry 

 of Lancaster, afterwards Henry IV., chose this 

 flower as his " token," combining it with his watch- 

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