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acaulis). He promised the botanists this plant a year 

 ago on the Mount Shuksan trip, but when Shuksan was 

 given up, moss campion was too. This specimen entire 

 was like a little green dome twelve inches across. The 

 leaves looked indeed like moss, but the covering of ex- 

 quisite, little, pink, stemless blossoms showed that it 

 was a flowering plant. 



A wet mossy place where water trickled out from 

 among rocks would be studded with brilliant, yellow 

 monkey flowers {mimulus alpinus), a monkey head 

 with no body, for the leaves are very, very small, but 

 the flowers an inch long. Our Tyrolean friend, who 

 loved to browse over the rocks, brought us one day 

 some sage {artemisia borealis wormskioldii) , another 

 day an interesting plant (luina hypoleuca), leaves 

 thick grayish green on one side and woolly, almost 

 white, on the other, feeling like felt. 



On the gravel slopes above Moraine Park and over- 

 looking the upper part of Carbon Glacier, grew two 

 sturdy plants, one {spraguea uinhellata), with fleshy 

 dark red leaves and blossoms like balls of thin, pink 

 paper, the other less beautiful but equally brave {erio- 

 gonum pyrolaefolium coryphaeiim), with brownish 

 green, thick leaves and fine, creamy flow^ers. 



We had learned to think of Spray Park as the para- 

 dise of flowers, and so we found it. After dropping 

 down from heather bench to heather bench, suddenly 

 we saw them, like Wordsworth's dafl'odils, ''a cloud, a 

 host," "fluttering and dancing in the breeze." But 

 these were not all golden ; they were red and white 

 and blue and yellow. The great red masses were the 

 painter's brush (castilleja oreopola), a wonderful crim- 

 son peculiar to the higher altitudes ; the blue, great 

 spikes of lupine [lupinus suialphins) ; the white, fluffy 

 balls of smartweed (polygonum histortoides) , or in 

 damper places beds of white marsh marigold [caltha 



