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pace with the unfolding flowers in the woods on 

 Mount (Eta. In the Chestnut Woods and Rattle- 

 snake Swamp region, near Lloyd Spring, and along the 

 mountain sides of the Knubble and Domelet, I found 

 beautiful azalea shrubs laden with luxuriant clusters 

 of fragrant pink flowers. These open woodlands be- 

 come brilliant with these rose-colored blossoms. The 

 Large Yellow Moccasin - Flower was here too, with 

 violets, Stars -of- Bethlehem, and innumerable pink 

 blossoms of Cypripedium acaule growing along the 

 side hill, shining out from every corner. All at once, 

 these nearer woodlands had unfurled their banners 

 of spring, and now, "With blossom, and birds, and 

 wild bees' hum," they held me from the more distant 

 Bogs of Etchowog. On the 14th of June, however, I 

 decided to take old Bonny and the buggy, and drive to 

 these bogs to see if any Pogonias and Limodorums were 

 budded as yet amid the grasses of the open cranberry 

 marsh. 



Bonny hitched to the old buggy, my faithful old 

 Major at my side, and I, with my vasculum for rare 

 flowers, a basket containing drinking glass, carving 

 knife, and bog-hoe for gathering special roots, started 

 down the hill on an easy trot toward Pownal Pond. 

 As I passed School Fourteen, I was cheered and hailed 

 by the children, who shouted, " Going a-flowering? " 

 I nodded " Yes," with a " Get-ty up " to old Bonny, 

 who had thought I wished to visit along the way. 



It was warm and dusty, and whenever I could, I 

 drove through the streams which crossed the road, in 



