Adulation 
If we from wealth to poverty descend, 
Want gives to know the flat’rer from the friend. 
Phyden, 
No adulation; ’tis the death of virtue! 
Who flatters is of all mankind the lowest, 
Save he who courts the flatterer. 
JIannah pioRE. 
FEBRUARY 19 .*. 
Cactus (Night blooming) . Transient beauty. 
’Tis not the fairness of the brow, 
Nor brightness of the eye; 
Nor yet the cheek whose radiant glow 
Can with carnation vie, 
That has a power to chain my gaze, 
Or hold it in control; 
The beauty that I most admire 
Shines spotless from the soul. 
plRS. jT. J. Pldredge. 
FEBRUARY 20 . 
Calla Lily ..... Feminine beauty. 
For loveliness 
Needs not the foreign aid of ornament, 
But is, when unadorn’d, adorn’d the most; 
Thoughtless of beauty, she was Beauty’s self, 
Recluse amid the close embowering woods. 
Jhompson. 
