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eye, blooming as it does on the edge of shallow streams and in moist ditches of fields. found during the summer months in Cambridgeshire, Buckinghamshire, Yorkshire, and elsewhere. It is often given by one friend to another at parting, in order to remind them of each other during a separation. One might think, in looking at this pretty flower, of that one word in Holy Scripture, "Mizpah," meaning, "the Lord watch between thee and me when we are parted one from another ". we so often see on rings and lockets. Or, again, it may remind us of the words of Nehemiah, where he asks of God to be "remembered for good." It might also help us to remember the dear ones who have been taken first to rest in Paradise, and are waiting for us to join them there. Still more should it help us to think of Him, who has said, "Yet will I not forget thee." Knowing, then, that we are never forgotten by our good GOD, ought we not to try never to forget the many lessons of love and gentleness which He has taught us. Let us strive always to remember the many blessings which He sends, and that the flowers which give us so much pleasure are among His many

gifts to us His children, whom He has placed in the garden of this world, so that being pruned and cared for here our souls may blossom in the garden of Eternal Life.

"We will remember Thy love more than wine; the upright love Thee."

"Remember me, O my God, and spare me according to the greatness of Thy mercy."

The fuchsia.

My lady's eardrop-this the name
With village folks of yore,
For pretty Fuchsia, when it came,
Long since to England's shore.

Blossoms of red, which droop among
The leaves of softest green,
Like jewelled drops, all graceful hung,
And fit for beauty's queen.

Long years ago the plant was brought From country far away,

To her, the wife, whose anxious thought Was his by night and day.

Again, the sailor must depart
At sound of duty's call;

Adieux again must rend her heart-
Must cause the tear to fall.

And trouble came, and times were bad,
She knew not how to live;

But to her plant though heart is sad,
Her utmost care would give.

A gardener saw the Fuchsia there,

And bid a goodly sum

To sell her plant she could not bear,

Relief must surely come.

Ah! how to live through winter's cold—
No work, and prices high;

The Fuchsia must, indeed, be sold,
Though costing many a sigh.

A higher and yet higher price
The gardener would give;
The mother can no more despise
The means whereby to live—

Cannot allow her child to want.
Her husband would approve

That she should sell this beauteous plant,
Remembrance of his love.

Ten golden guineas were her own,
And better times were near,
And, as in sorrow, she had known
On God to cast her care,

So, now, love's gift had proved, indeed
A treasure with blessing rife,
And had from sore and pressing need
Rescued the child and wife.

Anon.

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Che Fuchsia.

FEELING.

HIS elegant flower is one of the most beautiful we have in the garden, and may really be called one of the prettiest children in our 66 Floral family." It is very easily raised, but knows how to value careful training all the

same.

It can in no way be called a wall-flower, as the chief thing it does require, and without which it cannot live, is plenty of water.

It gets on all the better if grown in a rich soil. If you have that and remember to give your cuttings plenty of water, you may easily grow handsome pot fuchsias; but you must be careful to keep them warm while quite young. When the cuttings have taken root, and are wellestablished, your plants cannot have too much air and light, and always remember to give them enough water. You may continually repot your fuchsias, and change their position in the room as often as you like. The first Fuchsia was brought to England many years ago from Africa