BEAUTIES OF A FLOWER GARDEN.—Who is there so totally void of taste, as to have never minutely examined, or having examined to have not admired the brilliancy, and peculiarly appropriate arrangement of the various colours of vareigated flowers. The little flower known as the elegant estoltzia, and some varieties of the clove pink, when attentively observed, must excite a sensation of wonder and admiration, if not of adoration towards the Divine Author. One of the best anecdotes we have ever heard, has a relation to this subject. A sprightly boy was in a flower garden, comparing and admiring the various colours, when a pious friend, quaker, thus reprovingly accosted him, "Well little boy, thee seems to be greatly taken up with the gay flowers." "True" answered the boy, "I do love to look at them: but I suppose that if the Creator had been a quaker we never should have such pretty flowers as those to look at."
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