21. A. When I press the bag, the juice runs up and comes out at the small
point at the top; so I suppose the little thorn must be hollow inside,
though it is finer than the point of my cambric needle.
22. F. Have all the leaves those stings?
23. A. No, papa; some of the young ones are quite green and soft, like
velvet, and I may handle them without any danger.
24. F. Now look at the stem, and break it.
25. A. I can easily crack it, but I can not break it asunder, for the bark
is so strong that it holds it together.
26. F. Well, now you see there are more curious things in
the nettle than you expected.
27. A. Yes, indeed, I see that. But you have often told me that God makes
nothing without its use; and I am sure I can not see any use in all these
things.
28. F. That we will now consider. You saw the little flower burst open,
and a cloud rose, you say, like enchantment. Now all this is necessary for
the nature of the plant. There are many thousand plants in the world, and
it has pleased God, in his wisdom, to make them all different. Now look at
this other nettle, which grew on the opposite side of the road; you see
that it is not exactly like the one you have just examined.
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