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Be ye not as the lamb that doth abandon 
It’s mother’s milk, and, frolicsome and simple, 
Combats at its own pleasure with itself.” 
—Dante Alighieri. 
T^© 0atalpa. 
A large flowering-tree of 1ST. America, of rapid growth; it has ample 
leaves and bears full clusters of trumpet-like, white showy flowers, varie¬ 
gated with yellow and purple. It is abundant on the banks of the Lower 
Mississippi. In the more northerly latitudes, however, it is somewhat 
stunted. Its name is retained from the language of the Indians of the 
Carolinas, where Catesby discovered and classed it in 1726. 
“Ye winds, ye unseen currents of the air, 
Softly ye played a few brief hours ago; 
Ye bore the murmuring bee; ye tossed the hair 
O’er the maiden cheecks, that took a fresher glow; 
Ye rolled the white round cloud thro’ depths of blue; 
Ye shook from shaded flowers the lingering dew;— 
Before you the Catalpa’s blossoms flew, 
Light blossoms, dropping on the grass like snow.” 
— Bryant. 
National Hospitality. 
“Receive the shipwrecked on your friendly shore; 
With hospitable rites relieve the poor.” 
“But the kind hosts their entertainments grace 
With hearty welcome and an open face; 
In all they did, you might discern with ease 
A willing mind, and a desire to please.” 
— Dryden. 
