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The Chrysanthemum

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Day
15
Month
December
Year
1893
Copyright
Public Domain
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We were asked, last week, to pen a few tbousand words on the merry chrysanthemum of commerce, and we may be a little late now, but kindly imagine that this is the middle of November instead of December. With the approach of cold weather, the chrysanthemum starts blooming. It began its blooming career about two weeks ago. The fashion journal tells us that this flower is passé and is no lorwer taken up by the four hundred. We however, think that this is not ex actly so. We imagine that th young man with a dish of cold slaw on the left lapel of his coat will b about as far in it this winter as th youth whoexpects an American rose as big as a beet. If you can get a chrysanthemum the size of a cab bage, wear it regardless of the scoff of the fashionable world, which don't know any more about the beauty of nature than a Morman does about the plan of salvation. Do not give up hopes, young man, because you imagine you cannot be fashionable, when Ward McAllister says to wear a bunch of violets a four dollars a violet. Stick to the cold siaw. It looks like the stee engraving of a mortified lung, we know, but still stick to it, and al will b.e vvell. Do not wear to large a flower however. Wc once knew a young man who were a big chrys I anthemum, when one day, he slipped and feil, striking his head against it It dislocated his brains. Smal portions of them were found where he slipped, while the rest were recently picked up in the adjoining county. Learn from this that when you wear an extremely large flower, you should either ride or else be on skates. It causes us to shed the scalding, when we are told that the- spell it yourself - is no longer favorably looked upon by the sparkling eye of society. But it cannot be for long. It will return, just as sure as does winter, the church social, and the Eemale Thomas cat, we were so postive we saw gazing up at us from :he bottom of the pond, where we had dropped him, with a fortypound stone tied around his waist as a Chat e lame .

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