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THERE is in vegetables something that in- Tra 
vites, attracts, or repels. The Yew is among inal 
all nations the emblem of sorrow. Its barkless dane of 
trunk, its dark-green foliage, with which its tte 
fruit, looking like drops of blood, stands in ; 
harsh contrast—in short, everything about it a 
warns the passenger to keep aloof from its dan- sie 
gerous shade. Persons who sleep under a ace 
Yew-tree are liable to be seized with dizziness, ad D 
heaviness, and violent head-ache. Its sprays ie tn 
poison asses and horses which eat them: its i Ve 
juice is pernicious to man; but the fruit is mi 
harmless, for children eat it without experi- Tec 
encing any ill effects. It exhausts the soil val Ma 
which supports it, and destroys all other plants ies 
that spring up beneath it. Bs ‘ 
By our ancestors, the Yew was planted in — 
burial-grounds, where trees of this kind, of Ne 
great age and size, may occasionally be seen to "hy 


