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hot afternoon, too, after a pretty long fore- 

 noon jaunt, I nearly walked my legs off, as 

 the strong old saying is, following my leader 

 far up the Landaff Valley (" down Easton 

 way ") to visit a bush of which some one 

 had brought him word. It was an excellent 

 specimen, the best we had yet seen ; but it 

 was nothing new, and by no means so hand- 

 some or so interesting as one found after- 

 ward by accident on our way to Bethlehem. 

 That was indeed a beauty, and its abundant 

 fruit a miracle of color. 



Once I detected an aster which the bota- 

 nist had passed by and yet, upon a second 

 look, thought worth taking home; it was 

 probably Lindleyanus^ he said, and the 

 event proved it ; and at another time my 

 eye caught by the wayside a bunch of 

 chokecherry shrubs hung with yellow clus- 

 ters. We were in a carriage at the time, 

 four old Franconians, and not one of us had 

 ever seen such a thing here before. Three 

 of us had never seen such a thing anywhere ; 

 for my own part, I was in a state of some- 

 thing like excitement; but the Cratcegus 

 collector, who knows American trees if any- 



