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her cheek “ to make her rosy,” as he said. But 
one of them spoke as she passed, to say that she 
had a very handsome cousin who often bore on one 
spike a hundred golden-hued flowers. She told her, 
too, that her leaves cured many pains, and that their 
perfume would drive away the troublesome cock¬ 
roaches that sometimes ate up the carpets and flan¬ 
nels in her mother’s house. 
Mary was sorry she had been so hasty as to dis¬ 
like the Mullein because she was not handsome, or 
even because she pricked her. She was learning 
every day that many things are to be valued for 
their good qualities, if not for beauty’s sake, and 
that there is another kind of beauty beside that 
which meets the eye. 
The long white bells of the Datura Stramonium 
were open. Mary thought these very handsome, 
and was startled to hear her mother say, “ do not 
