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tomed place. It was as if the sunshine was sporting with 
the beautiful shadow, and both vanished at the same mo- 
ment of time — as if Love and Modesty were ashamed of 
accosting each other, though they were ever sighing when 
alone to be made one. 
Until one day Love, emboldened, left a posy upon her 
favourite rural seat, hiding himself while he watched the 
Violet of the Valley untwining her sister-flowers. As she 
held them in her hand the Moss-Rose fell against her 
bosom, and she felt a strange fluttering from within, 
which told her that Love was folding his wings and taking 
possession of his new abode. 
While from her heaving heart arose this confession, her 
cheek became blanched until it was paler than the blos- 
soms of the Jasmine ; then over all arose a flushing 
warmth, the pearly pinkness of blushing love, mantling 
her cheek, and making it more beautiful than the most 
delicate crimson wdth which the Moss-Rose was dyed : — 
and from that day Love and Modesty dwelt together, their 
abode embowered about with Jasmine, and trailing Roses, 
and Violets, sweet as the perfumes of Paradise. 
Love could not have found a happier nor a more peace- 
ful home. The very spot in which they dwelt was a land 
of perfect poetry, and within it her simple wishes were 
bounded; for she knew no more about what the world 
calls rank, and splendour, and fashion, than the modest 
Violet, after which she was named, does of the flowers 
that are forced into bloom and beauty within the un- 
natural atmosphere of a hothouse. 
THE STORY OF HUMILITY AND CONSTANCY. 
Humility — Broom : Constancy — Canterbury - Bell : Purity 
of Heart — White W at er -Lily : Affectionate Remem- 
brance — Rosemary . 
Who can tell what sad feelings hung about the heart of 
the fair Saxon princess Ethelberga when, standing in the 
twilight, on the broom-covered steep hill-side, she saw 
from the distance the fires kindled by the hands of the 
