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were covered with down, and they said they could 
cure many pains. They were named Tomentosa. 
Their flowers were almost red, and they said cords 
could be made from the strong fibres of their stalks. 
The odd-looking, but not ungraceful Prenanthes, 
was just beginning to unfold her dark pendulous 
flowers. “ In Carolina,” she said, “we are called the 
Lion’s foot; and the unfortunate black men who dig 
the ground, and who think they can find in the green 
nature, which is their only friend, the remedy for all 
ills that beset them, bruise my leaves, and boil my 
juices with milk, to cure the cruel bite of the rattle¬ 
snake.” 
The elegant Clethra had also opened a few of the 
sweet-scented flowers of her spike. Her perfume 
reminded Mary of the orange-flowers in the green¬ 
house. She rose above all the flowers of the hedge 
except those of the Clematis, which had climbed all 
