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Zinnia fbgCtttS. Natural Order: Comfiositce—Aster Family. 
INNIA was named in honor of John Godfrey Zinn, a Ger¬ 
man botanist who flourished in 1757, when the science was 
in its infancy. In the cultivated plant of today can hardly 
be recognized the primitive flower found in the fields and 
roadsides of the Southern States, which, even in its simplest 
form, has been considered handsome. Formerly the blossom 
was only scarlet, and single; but care in propagation has doubled it 
to the center, and it has sported into hues many, rich and varied. 
0 The flower perishes slowly without closing its petals, losing its 
bright tints and assuming more sobriety as its days are numbered. 
On this account it is sometimes called Youth and Old Age. 
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TOVE reckons hours for months, and days for years; 
' And every little absence is an age. —Dryden. 
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ALL thou me home! from thee apart 
Faintly and low my pulses beat, 
As if the life-blood of my heart 
Within thine own heart holds its seat, 
And floweth only where thou art. 
— Mrs. E. Oaks Smith. 
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O TELL him I have sat these three long hours 
Counting the weary beatings of the clock, 
W HAT shall I do with all the days and hours 
That must be counted ere I see thy face? 
How shall I charm the interval that lowers Which slowly portion’d out the promis’d time 
Between this time and that sweet time of grace? That brought him not to bless me with his sight! 
-Frances A nne Kemble. - Joanna Baillie. 
I WEPT thy absence, o’er and o’er again, 
Thinking of thee, still thee, till thought grew pain, 
And memory, like a drop that night and day 
Falls cold and ceaseless, wore my heart away! 
— Moore. 
HERE ’S not an hour 
Of day or dreaming night but I am with thee; 
There’s not a wind but whispers of thy name, 
And not a flower that sleeps beneath the moon 
But in its hues or fragrance tells a tale 
— Proctor. 
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