HARBINGERS OF SUMMER 



sprays of tender green grouping and sway- 

 ing in the wind, nodding and smiling, 

 decked with earrings, brooches, bracelets, 

 and beads, all cunningly wrought of solid 

 gold. Barberry bushes love the rough 

 pasture and even these rougher rocks, yet 

 they bring to them only grace and ele- 

 gance and refinement, and receive no hint 

 of uncouthness or barbarity from their 

 surroundings. 



These and a score of other herbs and 

 shrubs clamber blithely upward and clothe 

 the rocky hillside with beauty, but the 

 queen of the place is the flowering dog- 

 wood. No other shrub has such airy 

 blitheness of decorative beauty. There is 

 something about the set of the leaves that 

 suggests green-clad sprites about to dance 

 for joy, but now every dainty branch is as 

 if thronged with white butterflies, poising 



for flight. No other plant shows such a 

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