Let us call them Secundus. Secundus had small yellow flowers, like the
marsh plants it was descended from. But one day some of the seeds of
Secundus blew into the edge of a wood where the soil was rich and the
air damp. This just suited the Secundus seeds, and they grew into very
thrifty plants indeed. They had so much sap and grew so luxuriantly that
their petals were twice as large as was usual with Secundus petals.
These fine showy flowers also possessed a great deal of nectar, they had
so much sap. Of course the bees came to them, and they were well
fertilized. They set many seeds. The next year these strong seeds were
able to grow even when their neighbors were not, and the plants that
came from these seeds also had large showy flowers.
These stronger plants held their own, you may be sure, and at last there
was more of them than of the small-flowered plants. It was well for them
this was so, for there came several bad seasons when nothing was just
right for these plants. It was cold and stormy, and only the very
strongest lived through it. But _they_ managed to survive, and their
flowers were large and showy.
All the weaker plants with smaller flowers were killed out, and only
these large-flowered ones remained. They were _very_ different from
their ancestors the marsh plants, and we shall have to call them
Tertius.
One day some of the seeds of Tertius were blown into a new kind of soil;
they sucked up the juices of this new soil, and lo! some of their
flowers opened white instead of yellow. It so happened that the
white-flowered plants were stronger than the others. The bees liked
them, too; for, being so strong and full of sap, they made plenty of
honey. So these white-flowered ones increased in numbers very greatly.
At last only the white ones could be found; the yellow ones had
gradually given way before them until no yellow ones were left.
So we will call the white-flowered people Quartus.
Quartus lived a long time, each year bearing seeds, the strongest and
best of which grew up and bore flowers.
One day some of Quartus’ seeds were blown into a hot, sandy place; this
almost killed them, but some of them managed to grow.
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