CHAP. vi. THE STALKER DISAPPOINTED. 69 



left home at midnight in search of his favourite botanical 

 specimens. Some of them were so minute and delicate 

 that they could only be seen at sun-dawn. It was only 

 at the break of day that they unfolded their delicate 

 tints, spread their leaves, and put forth their lovely 

 blossoms to the rising sun perhaps revealed to the per- 

 fervid botanist by the glistening of a dew-drop. 



Thus Dick was rewarded, but not the salmon-watcher 

 who had stalked him. 



