JUNE IN FRANCONIA. ot 
most striking of our strictly alpine plants, 
but is seldom seen by the ordinary summer 
tourist, as it finishes its course long before 
he arrives. The same may be said of the 
splendid Lapland azalea, which I do not 
remember to have found on Mount Lafay- 
ette, it is true, but which is to be seen in 
all its glory upon the Mount Washington 
range, in middle or late June; so early that 
one may have to travel over snow-banks to 
reach it. The two flowers oftenest noticed 
by the chance comer to these parts are 
the Greenland sandwort (the “mountain 
daisy’ !) and the pretty geum, with its hand- 
some crinkled leaves and its bright yellow 
blossoms, like buttercups. 
My sketch will hardly fulfill the promise 
of its title; for our June in Franconia in- 
eluded a thousand things of which I have 
left myself no room to speak: strolls in the 
Landaff Valley and to Sugar Hill; a walk 
to Mount Agassiz; numerous visits — by the 
way, and in uncertain weather—to Bald 
Mountain ; several jaunts to Lonesome Lake ; 
and wanderings here and there in the path- 
less valley woods. We were none of us of 
that unhappy class who cannot enjoy doing 
the same thing twice. 
