New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1878-06-18

color. almost as beautiful as the blossom itself"
Abont the same time, or little before, comes the
low white daisy, harbinger of Spring IN COLORADO
as is the epigea in New-England. This little bios
som opens at first like the memone, close TO the
ground, and in thiok-set mats, the stems 50 short
Won can get the flower only by uproOtiDg the whole
mat. Next comes the mountain hyacinth. which ls
in reality lly but receives its name from its odof
which Is hike the odor of the hyacinth. It's the
most delicate and ethereal of the wild flowers and
yet Il springs up the commOnest OF places nAe
the commonest of weeds, lifting its snowy chalee
even in the dusty edges Of the streets. After
these three fOrerunners comes great outDurst Oh
Towering yellow daisies of several varieties, yellow
mustard, line feathery white flower, and vetches
of all Sizes shapes cOors, more than you can count
By the middle Of June the ground is perfect mo-
sale of color. Leaving the streets of the town,
and going southwest toward the foothills OF the
Cheyenne Mountain, we come to a new and q dam
tier show AS soon as we strike the lineOf the Ettie
creek which we must follow up among the hills we
| find eOpses of wild plum and wild roses In full
bloom The wild rose grows here in great thickets,
as the black alder grows in New-England swamps'
The trees are above your head and each bough Is
so full of roses it would seem an impoSsibity for 1t
to hold one rose more. We bear wild roses home by
whole trees. and keep them in our rooms In great
masses which viii well-nigh I'LL window have
more than once tried to count the roses on sueh
a sheaf in my window, and have given 1t up
/ Going a few hours further south from Colorado
Springs to Canyon City, one finds an almost tropical
| fora. Twelve different varieties of cactus grow
either in the town ITSELF the slopes of the hills
around it some of very rare varieties; all bear
brilliant blossoms yellow, scarlet and bnghtpurple
"Not the least of the delights of living in such a
flower garden as Colorado in June and July is the
delight of seeing the delight which little children
| take in the flowers. Whenever in Winter try 10
/ recall the face of our June, think 1 recall the
blossoms Oftenest as they look in the hands OF the
school children. Morning, noon, and evening you
see troops of children going to and fro all carrying
flowers the babies on doOrsteps are playing with
them: and late in the afternoon, as you drive
through the streets. you see many little sandheap
in which are stuck wilted lunches OF flowers,
that have meant a play-garden all DAY
| long to some baby who has gone to sleep
now, only to wake up the next morning
and Dick more flowers to make another gar
den. And among all the sweet sayings which have
heard from the mouths of children, of the very
sweetest was that of little girl not six years
old. who has never known any summer less lavish
than ColOrados As soon as the flowers come she Is
mpatlent OF every hour she is obliged to spend in
doors At earliest dawn she clamOrs to be taken up
and dressed excaiming, must get up early, there
ia so much TO do to-day; there are so many flowers
| to be picked Coming in one day with her hands
full of flowers which had grown near the house, she
gave them one by one to her mother gravely calling
them by their names as she laid them in her moth
er's hand. OF the last one tiny blue flower, she
did not know the name Looking at it earnestly for
a moment OF two, she said hesitatingly as she
placed It with the rest And this One-this-sa kiss
from the good God. He sends them so.'" The ra-
diant pictures of H. H. would suggest the fancy
that the Garden Of Eden still survives on the
borders Of the backwOods not without an Eve to
celebrate its glories. and throwing into the shade
the mines Of silver and veins Of gold which have
heretofore been counted the peculiar treasures OF
| Colorado.