with them, we would place flowers—the out-of- 
door books Nature has so liberally provided foi 
us, in so rich a variety of types and bindings, 
as to leave us no excuse for not gratifying all 
our individual tastes. The lover of flowers has 
this advantage over the lover of books, that he 
can never be at a loss for variety; but we 
suspect the classification is somewhat arbitrary, 
and that there is hardly any one who loves the 
one, who does not also love the other. The 
best way to enjoy either is to enjoy both; to 
take them alternately, so that they may relieve 
and show off each other to the best advantage. 
A walk in an open field, and one hour spent in 
gathering wild flowers, to be afterwards grouped 
into a vase upon the library table, is by nc 
means the least suggestive preparation for a 
morning’s reading.”—Yes, and then, as we 
inhale their balmy freshness, and look upon 
their beautiful hues, we shall think of the spots 
in which we have gatfierered them, and our 
spirits will become invigorated, our thoughts 
more penetrating, and our minds strengthened 
for the work before us. 
