upon the earth, and prepare to reach again. The 

 ground beneath it in a little while is completely 

 hidden by its closely crowding leafy arms. In 

 places these soft, pliable rugs unite and form 

 extensive carpets. Strip off these carpets and 

 often all that remains is a barren exposure of 

 sand or gravel on bald or broken rocks, whose sur- 

 faces and edges have been draped or buried by 

 its green leaves and red berries. 



In May kinnikinick rugs become flower-beds. 

 Each flower is a narrow-throated, pink-lipped, 

 creamy-white jug, and is filled with a drop of ex- 

 quisitely flavored honey. The jugs in a short time 

 change to smooth purple berries, and in autumn 

 they take on their winter dress of scarlet. When 

 ripe the berries taste like mealy crab-apples. I 

 have often seen chipmunks eating the berries, or 

 apples, sitting up with the fruit in both their deft 

 little hands, and eating it with such evident 

 relish that I frequently found myself thinking of 

 these berries as chipmunk's apples. 



Kinnikinick is widely distributed over the 

 earth, and is most often found on gravelly slopes 

 or sandy stretches. Frequently you will find it 



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