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THE YOUNG FLORIST. 



"He giveth snow like wool ; he scatter eth the 

 hoar frost like ashes. 



" He casteth forth his ice like morsels ; who 

 can stand before his cold." 



" He giveth snow like woo/.' 5 What do 

 you suppose he meant by that ? 



M. That it was white like wool. 



H. I apprehend he meant something else : 

 that it afforded a warm covering like wool to 

 the earth, and its many plants, without which 

 they would have perished from the piercing 

 cold. 



M. It is a new 7 idea to me ; from appear- 

 ances, I should suppose it far otherwise. 



H. Snow is of great use to the vegetable 

 kingdom, and in it we may see the wisdom of 

 God ; for without this protection, many roots 

 would perish, 



M. I spoke hastily about the snow;. I see 

 that if all our foolish wishes were gratified, 

 confusion would soon be introduced into the 



