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THE Y0U5G FLORIST* 



gregated on the roof of the barn, as if in deep 

 consultation about their contemplated journey ; 

 occasionally taking a circling flight, then set- 

 tling down again eagerly engaged, as if some 

 important question was under discussion : and 

 as night approached, they seemed to adjourn to 

 the brook, and might there be seen, settling 

 upon and bending the bashes almost to the 

 water by their numbers — resuming again 

 their business at the usual place early the 

 next morning. 



Among the evening flowers that attracted 

 their attention, was the Marvel of Peru, or 

 Four o'Clock, of different colors, and which 

 continues with the morning flowers, until, like 

 them, destroyed by the sun : this opens about 

 four o'clock. Another species, the Long Flow- 

 ered, with white flowers and purple centre, 

 standing on long tubes, and fragrant, is very 

 firiii ? but perishes before morning. 



