"And let me tell again," said little Prue. "I know I can get them right, this time."
So little Prue told again, and got it almost right, though she did call anthers "panthers" again, just as the first time.
"Now, Davy, it's your turn," said the Chief Gardener.
Davy picked up a little pink flower which he had found in the grass. It was oxalis, or sorrel, and sometimes the children nibbled the sour leaves, calling it sour-grass. Of course, you must not forget that Davy was older than Prue, and perhaps a little more thoughtful.
"This," he began, picking off the little green flower-casing, "is the calyx, and each little piece is called a sepal. This flower has five sepals in its calyx, and five petals in its corolla. These are the petals," and he pulled out the little pink flower-leaves, and laid them by the green sepals. Then he held it up for the Chief Gardener and little Prue to see.
"Look at the stamens," he said. "They all grow together at the bottom."
"That's because your sorrel is a Monadelphian," said the Chief Gardener.
Davy looked puzzled.