[Von Tietz, In his late amusing travels, mentions a custom somewhat similar in the north. After the feast of Whitsuntide, the young Russian maidens seek the banks of Neva, and fling on its waters wreaths of flowers. These are tokens of affection to absent friends, and to those "then any friend more dear."]
[It Is curious to note how the oriental superstitions originated the classical ones. The lotus is like the simile so exquisitely used by Moore:—
"As the sunflower turns on her God, when he sets,
The same look which she turned when he rose."
I have only ventured on its introduction as illustrative of my Hindoo scene.