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of the pear-tree, and those of the buckeye, let out 
into the sun a whole cluster of leaves, surround- 
ing a pyramid or bunch of buds. Mother Nature’s 
spring parcels are 
coming undone, 
and we see, with 
astonishment, how 
much they have 
held. Their open- 
ing is as alae 
ing as the un- 
packing of that 
hat from which 
Fic. 7.—(a) Slee ping and (4) expanding buds of the horse-chestnut. 
(From the Vegetable World.) 
the conjurer draws enough articles to fill a Sara- 
toga trunk. The horse-chestnut buds, in latter 
March, are no bigger than thimbles, yet from 
