"There is a pink; it is very sweet to smell of.
"That is a heart's ease: it is a very pretty little flower. What a fine purple color on that leaf; it is like velvet; but it has no scent."
"Neither has the blue-bell, which you see there, though it looks very pretty."
Maria's mamma shewed her a great many more flowers, and told her the names of them.
"Oh! what flower is that, mamma," said little Maria, pointing with her finger to a very tall and large flower.
"That, my dear, is a sun-flower."
"Oh! how large it is," said Maria, "it is like a sun in this fine Garden."
Her mamma then took her all over the garden, and Maria asked her what the name of this thing, and what the name of that thing was all the time they were there.