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WITH CARL OF THE HILL 19 



concerned with the one thing — Truth. But his 



friends, jealous for his honour and mindful of how 



short is the memory of the world, prayed him that he 



would let his name be given to which ever one of his 



discoveries himself had valued most. And then the 



old man raised himself to say in his sweet simpleness, 



*' There is the little northern plant, long neglected, 



trailing low, that blooms with downward petals in the 



early year. Let it then be this." So Ztnncsa borealis 5?s ^ c"cym/<r^t 



the plant was named. And alone of all wild plants it 



has no local other name \ for as Linnaea it is known 



alike to the learned and to the cottage children 



wherever it grows. 



But now we had passed the last small settlement 

 and were fairly up among the hills. Not very fast did 

 we travel, however, for on the way we hunted hares 

 till one of the dogs fell badly lame. This in its 

 turn again delayed us, so that we did not reach the 

 point of our wanderings till the sun had set and night 

 was closing in. 



The spot where we found ourselves was a grass 

 patch some fifteen hundred feet up on the side of 

 a conical hill. On this patch were four buildings — 

 two were cow-byres, two were saters. One of the saters 

 was closed and deserted, as you might see by the big 





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