CHAPTER XII 
MYSTICISM IN THE PLANT WORLD 
“Who passeth by the Rosemarie 
And careth not to take the spraye, 
For woman's love no care has he, 
Nor shall he though he live for aye.” 
NE day John G. Allen of Cherry, Arizona, 
went fishing along a small tributary of the 
River Verde. His skill with the rod seeming 
to fail him, he decided to make his outing 
profitable in other directions by hunting 
through some neighbouring cliff-dwellings for 
pottery. While wandering through those an- 
cient and curious abodes, he accidentally dis- 
covered a section of wall which looked as 
though it might have been built to close a 
former opening. Careful investigation re- 
vealed the truth of this surmise, for, with a 
little perseverance, he broke through and re- 
moved enough stone to admit his body into a 
small room or recess, which contained some 
pottery and household utensils of extreme age. 
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