The violet blooms in a shady place Where the sun comes peeping through; The hare-bell grows on gray old rocks And shows its robes of blue. The May-flower grows on a wooded hill At the foot of the green old pines, Where the ferns and moss in clusters show And the checker-berry twines. These all grow in the fairest bowers; There is no room for the daisy flowers. So the daisy grows by the dusty road, Sweet and sunny and shy, Lifting its pretty, modest head To nod to each passer-by. "Why do you grow by the roadside, dear? It is all dust and sand; Come to the violet's shady nook, Or join the Mayflower's band." But the daisy said: "The violet's place Is better for her, you see; And the May-flower's place is better for her; And mine is the _best_ for _me_." THE BOYS' PARADISE. [_A Summer Visitor's Account of Camp Chocorua._] BY ELIZABETH BALCH. In the Indian language the meaning of "Asquam" is "shining waters," and surely no name could better describe the beautiful lake of sparkling blue, which, nestling among the noble White Mountains, is dotted with numerous islands. Upon one of these islands is Camp Chocorua, so called from the mountain of that name,--the highest point to be seen in the chain of hills inclosing the lake. Some five years ago it was decided to establish on this island a summer camp for boys, the term to begin in June, and to end about the tenth of September. The first summer the camp opened with some half-dozen boys. Last season, twenty-five manly little fellows tumbled in and out of the lake, like water brownies, perfectly fearless, paddling canoes which had been made by themselves, swimming equally well in clothes or without, and growing active and healthy in the strong, pure mountain air. Five men, composing "the faculty" in this summer camp, have charge of the boys, and "freedom without license" might almost be the camp motto, so careless, happy, and untrammeled are the lads, yet so perfect is the discipline. One of the first principles of the camp system is, that in every way the faculty shall live the same lives as the boys themselves, sharing their work as well as their pleasures; the spirit existing between the two is therefore far less that of master and pupil than that of good comrades, who are at the same time helpful friends.