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we find a rich treasury of flowers. Let the horse walk awhile, for the 

 yellow clover ( Trifolium agrariuni ) is sweet here, and earlier in the 

 year the brilliant red of the fringed polygala ( Polygala paucifolia ) 

 catches the eye. An old stump, cut when the pond was first flowed, 

 has a tiny seedling pine starting from its top, delighting the children 

 when it is pointed out as a " curiosity." From this pond great turtles 



Blueberry Blossoms. 



come, one huge fellow weighing over fifty pounds, with a shell over 

 two feet in diameter. 



We stop here under the pines, and, looking across the waters of the 

 stumpy pond, .see the Templeton hills in the distance ; behind us the 

 road disappearing in a vista whose beauty lingers in our memor}^ for 

 many a day thereafter. Here from the swampy, brush-grown recesses 

 of the woods, we pluck the purple fringed orchis {Habeiiaria Jinihiata) . 

 Here the ground is white with wax flowers, the pyrolas, pipsissewa and 

 moneses, the bunchberry ( Comics Ca?iadensis ) and the delicate stars 

 of the Dalibarda repcns. 



