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and lively as ever, and is now completely 

 recovered. The only treatment he got was 

 fresh milk, a gallon or two at a time forci- 

 bly poured down his sore, poisoned throat. 



June 25. Though only a sheep camp, 

 this grand mountain hollow is home, sweet 

 home, every day growing sweeter, and I 

 shall be sorry to leave it. The lily gardens 

 are safe as yet from the trampling flock. 

 Poor, dusty, raggedy, famishing creatures, I 

 heartily pity them. Many a mile they must 

 go every day to gather their fifteen or 

 twenty tons of chaparral and grass. 



June 26. Nuttall's flowering dogwood 

 makes a fine show when in bloom. The 

 whole tree is then snowy white. The invo- 

 lucres are six to eight inches wide. Along 

 the streams it is a good-sized tree thirty to 

 fifty feet high, with a broad head when not 

 crowded by companions. Its showy invo- 

 lucres attract a crowd of moths, butterflies, 

 and other winged people about it for their 

 own and, I suppose, the tree's advantage. It 



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