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Title: Cyclopedia of practical floriculture
Identifier: cyclopediaofprac00turn (find matches)
Year: 1884 (1880s)
Authors: Turner, Cordelia Harris
Subjects: Floriculture; Flower language
Publisher: New York, T. MacCoun
Contributing Library: NCSU Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: NCSU Libraries

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gtijema^t.et* iPiospnrOS cbciIUS. Natural Order: Ebenacecv—Ebony Family. NE hundred and sixty species, most of which are found within the tropics, are included in this order. The Ebonj' is the wood of the above named, and some others which are found 1 Madagascar and Ceylon. Its usual colors are green, black ind red, the black being the most valuable when free from IJ ij^\2 rind or veins, and is of a very astringent taste. It is often J^v, ,V used m the manufacture of chess-men and toys, and is also suitable toi inlaid or mosaic work. In its green or unseasoned state it readily Ignites, owing to the abundance of grease it contains, and, if placed on burning coals, yields an agreeable perfume. Sir Samuel W. Baker, in his "Eight Years in Ceylon," says: "The Ebony grows in great perfection and large quantity. The tree is at once distinguished from the surrounding stems by its smaller diameter and its sooty trunk. The bark is crisp, jet-black, and has the appearance of being charred. Beneath the bark the wood is perfectly white until the heart is reached, which is the fine black ebony of commerce."
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T?i9f!) OLEEP chains the earth, the bright stars glide on high, ^ Filling with one effulgent smile the sky; And ,t11 is hush'd so still, so silent there, That one might hear an angel wing the air. k. /^H, Xight! most beautiful, most rare! ^ Thou giv'st the heavens their holiest hv And through the azure fields of air Bring'st down the golden dew! For thou, with breathless lips apart. Didst stand in that dim age afar. And hold upon thv trembling heart Messiah's herald star! NIGHT God's is the time when nature see silent worshiper. And ever with a chastened heart In unison with her. I lay me on my peaceful cougIi, The day's dull cares resigned. And let my heart fold up like flowers In the twilight of the mind.

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