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our crops in even drills and great fields, like 

 House People, but we are the makers of both 

 the Northern Forest arid the Southern Jungle. 

 You have geranium beds' 1 on your lawn, and I 

 the beds of lilies in my ponds, that is all the 

 difference." 



" How is it, dear Aspetuck, that you go away 

 and yet you are still here ? " 



" Ah ! you must ask that question of Wabeno, 

 the Magician. I am a mystery, all the time 

 passing by, yet the whole of me is never any- 

 where, because part of me is everywhere," said 

 the river, laughing merrily at her wonderment. 



Tommy- Anne listened for the sound of Obi's 

 footsteps, and, as she could not hear them, she 

 walked back a little way from the river, and 

 seated herself upon a stump. As she did so, 

 a tall, coarse weed beside her cried, "Don't 

 touch me ! I sting ! I am a Nettle ! " 



" Ugh ! " said Tommy- Anne, drawing back. " I 

 am much obliged to you for telling me ; the only 

 nettles I know about are very much smaller than 

 you." 



"I am the Wood-Nettle, and my cousin the 

 great Fence-Nettle is twice as big as I am, almost 

 as tall as a House Man. His prickles are not as 



