sapling, is enough to make one forget 

 the most cruel winter with its snow 

 and ice. 



Though wild purple violets are gen- 

 erally without scent, they are clothed 

 in the royal colour in many various 

 shades and are dear to the heart of 

 gentle and simple in every land. There 

 is no country child at least who has 

 not in the spring toilfully picked these 

 flowers one by one, regardless of the 

 fact that they wither with the warmth 

 of the small hand. Even if these pur- 

 ple darlings of the spring hold no 

 odour, there is a small white variety 

 with faint purple veins which owns 

 a delicate sweetness not imitated by 

 any other flower. Another welcome 

 addition to any wild garden is a yellow 

 violet with downy leaves, which blos- 

 soms through the whole summer, be 

 it ever so long and dry, and even 

 shows its golden face till the frost 

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