274 WAYFAREllS 



native soil, surviving the slightly changed conditions, 

 have become wayfarers, thronging the shaded banks, 

 open borders, and runnels beside travelled roads, 

 according to the locality traversed. There, pro- 

 tected by fences from plow and brush -hook, they 

 form a wayside calendar of the year, a guide to 

 the happenings in wood, field, and swamp, that 

 those who may not go afield on foot may ride and 

 read. 



A roll-call of the wayfarers that can be found 

 by the wheel-tracks that back the sand dunes, bor- 

 dering the raised road across the Sea Gardens, hedge 

 Sunflower Lane, follow the turnpike through Lone- 

 town, and round about the Den District to Tree- 

 bridge, would be to repeat the list of the entire 

 local flora, from the vagrant Tansy of waste places to 

 the delicate Maidenhair Fern, half concealed by way- 

 side bushes; save perhaps some of the rarer Or- 

 chids, and the plants of deep bogs, through which, 

 as a matter of course, if roads are built, the neces- 

 sary drainage changes the characteristics of growth. 

 Many garden flowers also make their escape from 

 cultivation first as wayfarers, having been trans- 

 ported by seed or root in earth used for filling gul- 

 lies or the space between road and fence, from 

 thence travelling across lots to complete freedom 



