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speaking, I composed this simple verse = "Silver Ripples"- ripple on, In the years when i am gone. "? Blossoms" - blossom too, When I bid the world adieu. " " " " " Monday Feb. 14th - " Today I treat my forward? to the following little sketch. It is not much of a ? in this direction; but still I flatter myself that there is about it ? the slightest touch of merit. Gathering Flowers " A lady & her littler ? ? are wandering hand in hand, over a large & beatiful garden. The summer's morning is bright & clear. Beautiful flowers of every ? greet them at every step. Some are just budding forth, & some are in fall blossom. The air is heavy with this sweet fragrance; & beneath the warm ? the ? ? a ? like ?. The child is do lighted, & the mother is pleased at her manifestation