©ai^ Wild.* 
(day's eye.) 
“Bright flower! whose home is everywhere, 
Bold in maternal Nature’s care, 
And, all the long year through, the heir 
Of joy or sorrow; 
Methinhs that there abides in thee 
Some concord with humanity. 
Given to no other flower I see 
The forest through! 
— Wordsworth. 
The Daisy is a plant of the genus Beilis, of several varieties; the 
common daisy is the B. perennis. 
“Daisies infinite, 
Uplift in praise their little glowing hands 
O’er every hill that under heaven expands.” 
—Ebenezer Elliott. 
“ I Will Think Qn’t.” 
B EAK Keader: Do you ever, in earnest, think of what is of the very 
greatest importance not only to your temporal, but also to your 
eternal welfare ? 
*The Little Irish Maid. 
(on seeing the daisies.) 
She was a little Irish maid, 
With light-brown hair and eyes of gray, 
And she had left her native shore, 
And journeyed miles and miles away 
Across the ocean to the land 
Where waves the Banner of the Free, 
And on her face a shadow lay, 
For sick at heart for home was she. 
