^Campanula lOtllUlUtollCl. Natural Order: C auipanulaccce — Fcllwort Family. 
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1 L AMP, cool and rocky places are the favorite abodes of this 
i simple little flower (known also as the Harebell), and it is 
accordingly found in great abundance in the New England 
States and the Dominion of Canada. The family of the 
Campanulas is quite extensive, numbering about five hundred 
species. The flowers, though simple, are various in colors, and are 
worthy of attention. In this species they are blue, which is the pre¬ 
vailing tint, though others run through different shades of purple, from 
violet to lilac, and white. The Campanula pyramidalis is the hand¬ 
somest and most stately, growing from three to five feet, blooming the 
second year from the seed, and producing blossoms by the hundred 
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' I' HEN come the wild weather, come sleet or come snow, 
We will stand by each other however it blow. 
Oppression and sickness, and sorrow, and pain, 
to our true love as h 
'T'O keep one sacred flame 
Through life unchilled, unmoved, 
To love in wintry age 
The same that first in youth we lov’d, 
To feel that we adore 
■ls to the chain. 
— Longfellow. 
With such refined excess, 
That tho’ the heart would break with more, 
It could not live with less: 
This is love — faithful love; 
Such as saints might feel above. _ . 
HEN all things have their trial, you shall find 
Nothing is constant but a virtuous mind. —Shirley. 
J OVE, constant love! 
^ Age cannot quench it — like the primal rav 
From the vast fountain that supplies the day, 
Far, far above 
Our cloud-encircled region, it will flow 
As pure and as eternal in its glow. 
— Park Benjamin. 
C'OULD genius sink in dull decav, 
'- y And wisdom cease to lend her ray; 
Should all that I have worshiped change, 
Even this could not mv heart estrange; 
Thou still wouldst be the first — the first 
That taught the love sad tears have nursed. 
— Mrs. Embury 
