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WAYFARERS 



There 's prickly low -bushed Roses by the wheel - 

 tracks, and goin' up the bank, all dressed out in 

 pink that 's e'ena'most red. Then taller bushes 

 back along the fence their flowers are lighter, with 

 longer stems and less thorns. The White -flowerin' 



Elder backs 'em up, 

 and then goes off alone 

 across lots where the 

 young Locusts grow, jest 

 hedgin' the ground in fit 

 for gardins. 



"If it 's out o' 

 season for Roses 

 and such, there 's 

 always Wild Carrot 

 that 's a plague 

 straight through un- 

 less yer take conso- 

 lation in observin' its 

 flower bunches. It has as 

 many spokes as an umbrella, 

 that move up and down much 

 the same, the bunches bein' 

 nice and sort o' slope -topped when in full bloom, 

 then flattenin' and curlin' up outward as it makes 

 seed, for all the world like an umbrella that 's 



