If the
number upon it is ~108~, or if _no_ number appears there, you will know
that your subscription ends with this year (1875). In that case you are
earnestly requested to send the renewal to us _immediately_, so that
your address may remain on our printed list, and you may continue to
receive the Magazine without any interruption. Remember that the amount
to be remitted is ~$1.60~, and that you will receive the Magazine
postpaid. To save you the trouble of writing a letter, we annex a blank
form that may be used in making the remittance.
_JOHN L. SHOREY, 36 Bromfield St., Boston, Mass._
_Enclosed please find $1.60 for renewal of subscription to "THE
NURSERY," to begin with the number for, ................... 1876, to be
sent to the following address_:--
-------------------------------+-------------------------------
NAME OF SUBSCRIBER. | RESIDENCE.
-------------------------------+-------------------------------
|
|
-------------------------------+-------------------------------
|
|
-------------------------------+-------------------------------
[Illustration: FLORA'S LOOKING-GLASS.]
FLORA'S LOOKING-GLASS.
On the edge of a thick wood dwelt a little girl whose name was Flora.
She was an orphan, and lived with an old woman who got her living by
gathering herbs.
Every morning, Flora had to go almost a quarter of a mile to a clear
spring in the wood, and fill the kettles with fresh water. She had a
sort of yoke, on which the kettles were hung as she carried them.
The pool formed by the spring was so smooth and clear, that Flora could
see herself in it; and some one who found her looking in it, one bright
morning, called the pool "Flora's Looking-Glass."
As Flora grew up, some of the neighbors tried to make her leave the old
woman, and come and live with them; but Flora said, "No: she has been
kind to me when there was no one to care for me, and I will not forsake
her now."
So she kept on in her humble lot; and the old woman taught her the names
of all the herbs and wild flowers that grew in the wood; and Flora
became quite skilful in the art of selecting herbs, and extracting their
essences.
There was one scarce herb that grew on the border of "Flora's
Looking-Glass." It was used in a famous mixture prepared by the old
woman; and, when the
|