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other items will interest us in our walks if we keep 

 our eyes open. 



Then, as summer slowly passes away and autumn 

 approaches, the fruits will engage our attention ; 

 their forms and shapes and modes of dispersion 

 will afford ample subjects for study. 



Winter, too, still brings its store of pleasure for 

 the young botanist. Nature is not dead — she only 



TKICHU THROWING OUT SPORES. 



sleeps. Nay, unless there is hard frost and deep 

 snow the field for observation is just as wide and 

 the harvest as plentiful as at any other season. 

 Look on the old apple-trees and see what a host 

 of tiny plantlets there is there to glean. Here are 

 pale-green bearded moss and lichens, there a branch, 

 perhaps, lies on the ground dead and decaying, 

 under whose mouldering bark, if we have keen 



