Now come out of that bed for a happy hour.

Where is that big coverlet?
You are going on the veranda to-day." "You look just like every one else," complained Doctor Harmon.
"You look perfectly lovely," declared the Girl.
"The swale sends you this invitation to come and see star-shine at the foot of mullein hill," said the Harvester, offering a bouquet.

It was a loose bunch of long-stemmed, delicate flowers, each an inch across, and having five pearl-white petals lightly striped with pale green.

Five long gold anthers arose, and at their base gold stamens and a green pistil.

The leaves were heart-shaped and frosty, whitish-green, resembling felt.