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caused. Mary could have kissed the cunning little 
yellow flowers peeping through the grass. 
Trientalis called her now to say that she was the 
favorite flower of Linnaeus. Mary had never heard 
of Linnaeus, hut she supposed he must be a botanist, 
and she did not wonder that Trientalis was beloved 
by every one who looked upon her cluster of star- 
like flowers as they rise from her whorl of shining 
leaves. It seemed as if green Nature had caught 
the falling snow-flakes and held them suspended 
there. 
“ I differ a little from all other flowers,” said she, 
“ and my kind friend said I should stand in his great 
book all alone, distinguished by my seven stamens 
and pistils.* I suppose this is a great honor, but all 
I understand about it is, that he loved me dearly. And 
* Trientalis, the favorite flower of Linnaeus, is the only one of its 
class and order. 
