Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1900-10-06
The Flower Party.

dreamed the other night, dear Violet :.
| was invited to flower party, and at
once decided to accept. So ! rose about
Four O'clock, and l was we'll repaid, for
the Morning Glory. was most fair to see.
] Hoped around lively. and called my
nephew Johnny Jumper who was to be
my escort. and he was afraid of taste
of Birch or a Box on the ear, II he We're
not on Thyme. After breakfast saw by
the sun dial II was time to start, 50
said, Get old Sorrel ready, and Lettuce
be Off
Hardly had we gone any distance, when
we overlook Creeping Charley. Oh. Nio-
let. ii makes me tired. to see any one 50
Sloe-so We left him and soon We came up
with our old friend. the Ragged Sailor.
Didn't he look spruce thought row or
bright Bachelor Buttons was on his jack
ct. and somewhere, he had found a WASH
ington feather for his cap. He was evil
IDENTIFY going to the party. The highways
and hedges We're crowded and indeed all.
from Youth to Old Age We're going Our
sailor made his best bow, to a wild young
thing named Rose. and she with faint
| blush OH her cheek and looking oh. so
sweet, cast down her eyes, for Clemaus
stood near. and our wild Rose had always
known him. and was very fiona of him.
On he went and soon saw a Smoke, and
knew a Burning Bush was near, and then
we heard the TrumpetS. and the Bells OF
Canterbury and the Harebelis, and the
Blue Bells of Scotland. Then to Johnny's
delight, we saw the Flags both yellow
and blue. waving, and we knew We had
almost reached the grounds The sun
was so bright we were obliged TO raise
our Umbrella. but the Wind was Balmy
him say as if to himself, latter giving
poor Sorrel a cutD "Oh. you old Live For
| ever. | wish you would die, and we
could have regular Snap Dragon.
there was no time for talk for we were at
the gate. and as they led the old horse
| chestnut | was going to sayb to safe
! place. Johnny and !, went to make our
| i,oIph To the Queen There she stood IN
ali her purity and dignity. sposless and
white with a Crown Imperial on her head
1.-THE June Lily. the Madonna. How the
beaux all looked at her. There STOOD
Jacque Minot. and like a giant of battle
he seemed to wish to keep all Others
away. When Chrys Anthemum with his
yellow locks came in, and gazed boldly al
her Jacque was as red as a peony. Inc
| Queen hung her head for moment anc
then looked shyly at Jacque and at once
knew, it was Love in Mist, and it was
only a question of time, when the Car
dinal would have case of Mdtrimony Il
attend to.
We went outside and there were many
told acauaintances-I wondered how
| looked for none of the flowers seemed
surprised at seeing me | think they toof
anxious to go to the Museum, which hac
been fitted up for the occasion and among
i the curiosities were Monk s hood. Drag
on Tongue, Foxglove Larkspur, Ladies
slipper a Dandy Lion, Maiden's hair
warranted her own. Old Mans beard, 8
| Princes feather, a beautiful pitcher, (nt
reference to baseban,) Adams needle anc
Thread which leads one to think, the Ole
Man. was tailor, a Lily called Tiger
| drops from a Bleeding Heart, one OF Job't
| tears very precious). Crocus, excuse
me deary. | am only giving you the list
A colts foot. Venus fly trap. specimens
| mouse ear. cowslip. and many othel
rITe and costly things.