24O FLOWERS OF THE SUN 



her hand on the reins and pointing to a low meadow. 

 "It is too deep a rose for Clover. What a wonder- 

 ful mass of bloom!" 



"A new color and two shades of it to boot, 

 two flowers, I think," I said, looking carefully, 

 "and the field is evenly divided between them. 

 The lower half is one sheet of the magenta, 

 cross -shaped flowers of Meadow Beauty; and in 

 the drier upper half the large Purple Gerardia, 

 which is really a crimson -pink, is growing as thick 

 as Clover in June. Surely the Magician has led 

 us to-day, for I have never before seen either 

 flower in such splendor." 



A few miles farther on, and the rolling ground 

 showed patches of tall Blue Lobelia of a more 

 brilliant hue than the Bugloss or Blue Weed that 

 we had found as a garden escape. 



"What a perfect blue!" cried Flower Hat. 



"Wait a mile or two more before you say perfect 

 blue," I answered, and then thought, What if it is 

 not there this season? But it was! 



Between two lightly wooded hills ran a green 

 river of marsh weeds, moss and tussock grass, the 

 whole thickly set with flowers of two colors, deep 

 sapphire and white. 



At a distance the detail of the flowers was not 



