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A poet says, answered little Mary, 
“ Say not you love the delicate treat 1 , 
But like it, enjoy it, and tranquilly eat.” 
“The Nut-tree that stands near it,” the Pea went 
on to say, “loves best to grow by the running 
streams. We know this by its seeds, which are 
formed of two little skiffs closely joined, so that 
whichever way it turns it can float on the waters. 
My friend Nasturtium, too, longs for the waters of 
her native clime. Do you see her boat-shaped 
seeds that fall to the ground in this pretty garden ? 
They were destined to skim the waves a little while 
and then find a resting place on their brink. But 
we can grow wherever we are. We love some 
spots better than others, but wherever there is soil 
to cover us, and skies to water us, we can adapt 
ourselves to a change. Man travels far and wide 
on this large globe, and he can take us with him 
