Wisconsin tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1847-1854, 1850-10-25
Have a Flower in your Room .

A fire in winter, a flower in summer! If
YOU can have fine print or picture all the year
round. so much the better; you will thus al
wavs have i bit of sunshine in your room.
whether the SIX be clear OF not. But, above
all, flower in sumner.
Most people have Jet to learn the true en-
ioylnent II life: it Is not fine dresses, or large
houses. or eleran, furni. .ure, or rich vines, or
gay parties, that make hon. es happy. RedIiy
wealth cannot purchase pleasure 0i the hIgh-
er sort; these depend not on mCaeF' OF mon
ey worth it is the heart, and tasr,, ana IN
tellect, which determine the hapPIne~ oI
men which give the seeing eve and the s. d
tient nature, and without which, man IS little
better Than kind of walking cOthes-horSe.
( 4 snug and a clean home, no matter how
tiny it be. so that it be wholesome; windows.
F! into which the can shine cheeriiy; few
good books, (and who need be without few
good books in these days Of universal chel p
ness !)-no duns at the door, and the cupboard
well supplied, and with fowerin your room
and there is none so poor not TO have about
! him the elements Of pleasure.
! ilark! there IS child passing our window
calling walihowerS - We mus have
bunch forthwith; it is only penny = show
er has just fallen, the peariy crops ere still
hanging upon the petals, and they sparkle in
the which has again come out In his beau
/ ty. How deliciously the flower smells of
country and nature! 1t is like summer come
ing into our room to greet Us. The wallfow-
ers are from Kent, and only last night were
looking up to the stars from their native stems;
they are full of buds yet, with their promise
of fresh beauty. - Betty bring a glass of
1 clear water to put these flowers in - and so
we set to, arranging and displaying our PEN
nyworth to the best advantage
4 But what do you say to nosegay of roses
4 Here you have a specimen of the most beau
4 tiful Of the smiles of Nature Who, that
! looks or one of these bright fulI-bown beau
ties, will say that she Is sad, or sour, or pur-
tanical! Nature tells US TO be happy, to be
/ glad, for she decks herself with roses. and the
fields, the skies, the hedgerows, the thickets,
the green lanes, the dells, the mountains, the
morning and evening sky, are robed in love-
illness. The Laughing flowers exclaims
the poet! but there is more than gaiety in the
blooming flower, though it takes a wise man
to see its full signifcance-there is the beau
J ty the love- and the adoption. of which it is
/ fall. Few of us, however, see any more
deeply in this respect than did Peter Bell;-
"A primrose by rivers brim,
A yellow primrose was to him,
And it was nothing more"
What would we think or say of one who
had invented fowers-supposng before him,
flowers were things unknown; would not II
be the paradise Of new delight should we
not hail the inventor genius, as a god
And vet these lovely olsprngs of the earth
have been speaking TO man from the first dawn
OF his eAistance til now. telling him OF the
i goodness and wisdom of the Creating Power,
which bade the earth bring forth, not only that
which was useful as food, but also flowers, the
bright consumate flowers, 10 clCthe II IN beau
Is aud JOY
n -oi.c no
tails and caiyx Of bluish-purple, more eXqui-
site in color and form than any hand or eyes,
no matter how we'll skilled and trained, can
initiate. We manufacture no colors to
equal those of our flowers in their bright bril-
/ liancy--such. as for instance. as the Scarlet
/ Lychns, the Browalia, or even the Common
Poppy. Then see the exquisite blue Of the
humble SpedweN, and the dazzling white of
the Star Of Bethlehem. shat shines even in the
dark. Bring one Of even onr common field
flowers into a room, place it on your table or
chimney piece. and YOU seem to have brought
a ray Of sunshine into the place. There Is
ever cheerfulness about flowers; what a de-
light are they to the dropping invalid the
ve,y sight Of them Is cheering they are like
7 a sweet draught of fresh bliss, coming as mes
senger< from the country without, and seem
/ ing to say: - Come and see the place where
we grow, and let thy heart be glad in our pres
ence."
What can be more innocent than flowers !
Are they not like children undimed by sin :
They are emblems of purity and truth, always
a new source of delight to the pure and the in
nocent. The heart that docs not love flowers
or the voice Of playful child. is one that
we should not like to consort with. 1t was
la beautiful c0nceitthat invented a language OF
flowers. bv which lovers were enabled to eX-
press the feelings that they dared not openly
speak. But flowers have a voice to al,-tc
old and young, to rich and poor, if they would
but listen. and try to interpret their meaning.
Z" To me-" says Words~orlh-