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As a single bud out of many thousands produced year after year on the same tree under uniform conditions, has been known suddenly to assume a new character; and as buds on distinct trees, growing under different conditions, have sometimes yielded nearly the same variety for instance, buds on peach-trees producing nectarines, and buds on common roses producing moss-roses we clearly see that the nature of the conditions is of subordinate importance in comparison with the nature of the organism in determining each particular form of variation; perhaps of not more importance than the nature of the spark, by which a mass of combustible matter is ignited, has in determining the nature of the flames.

Young Henry Bright is a very enthusiastic young gentleman, full of life and emotion; and he very politely brought me from his gardens a radiant bouquet of flowers, among which the heliotrope and moss-roses and all other roses and mignonette make delicious fragrance. Yesterday Miss Lynch sent me a bunch of moss-rose buds nine! Just think of seeing together nine moss-rose buds!

Beyond these the flowers were more frequent, but paler, less glossy, more thickly seeded, more tightly folded, and disposed, by accident, in festoons so graceful that I would fancy I saw floating upon the stream, as though after the dreary stripping of the decorations used in some Watteau festival, moss-roses in loosened garlands.

Very likely they were not so vast or so splendid as they looked to him then; but one of them at least had beds of tulips and nasturtiums, and borders of flags and pinks, with clumps of tiger-lilies and hollyhocks; and in the grassy yard beside it there were high bushes full of snow-balls, and rose-trees with moss-roses on them.

My mother was fond of flowers, and prided herself on her moss-roses, which flourished luxuriantly on the front of the house; but my father, though a sailor, was an excellent florist. He procured the finest bulbs and flower seeds from Holland, and kept each kind in a separate bed. The manners and customs of the people who inhabited this pretty spot at that time were exceedingly primitive.

You want some moss-rosebuds for to-night, and you won't get them for nothing! You dine at the Austrian Embassy, and that Frenchman is to powder your hair. You 're to come home in time to receive, for the signora gives a dance. And so away, away till morning!" "Ah, yes, the moss-roses!" Christina murmured, caressingly. "I must have a quantity at least a hundred. Nothing but buds, eh?

Gliding slowly by, one damsel flung a Venus-car, the leaves yet fresh. Said Yoomy "Fly to love." The second maiden flung a pallid blossom, buried in hemlock leaves. Said Yoomy, starting "I have wrought a death." Then came showering Venus-cars, and glorious moss-roses numberless, and odorous handfuls of Verbena. Said Yoomy "Yet fly, oh fly to me: all rosy joys and sweets are mine."

Above, from the open casement of a café, some young men and some painted women leaned out, and threw sweetmeats at him, as in carnival time. "A new model, that pretty peasant?" they asked him. He laughed in answer, and went up the steps to join them; he dropped the moss-roses as he went, and trod on them, and did not wait. Bébée ran home as fast as her feet would take her.

So scrupulously were articles preserved in this depository, that not even withered flowers were rejected; white roses, and blush-roses, and moss-roses, fit emblems of virgin purity and shamefacedness, which bad been lost or flung away, and trampled into the pollution of the streets; locks of hair, the golden and the glossy dark, the long tresses of woman and the crisp curls of man, signified that lovers were now and then so heedless of the faith intrusted to them as to drop its symbol from the treasure-place of the bosom.

"Yes, you are quite right," said Mrs. Scudder, rising and shaking out a splendid white brocade, on which bunches of moss-roses were looped to bunches of violets by graceful fillets of blue ribbons. "This was my wedding-dress," she said. Little Miss Prissy sprang up and clapped her hands in an ecstasy. "Well, now, Miss Scudder, really! did I ever see anything more beautiful?

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