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A BUSH CALENDAR 



not touch her pretty 

 treasures, and, knowing 

 that she would not 

 return while 1 was near, 

 I calmed her feelings by 

 going on my way. 



Such a sweet and 

 flower-decked way it 

 was, too. Ail amongst 

 the undergrowth grew 

 the bright yellow pea- 

 flowers of the platy- 

 .lobium, with its pretty 

 sarsaparilla-like leaves, 

 myriads of bees droning 

 amongst the blossoms ; 

 where the trees were 

 fewer, " snow bushes " 

 g r ew white, their 

 slender branches massed 

 with myriads of dainty 

 white daisy flowers. 

 On the grass beside 

 them the yellow orchids, 

 which children here call 

 cowslips, showed in the 



Cuddling down upon her nest 

 YELLOW ROBIN 



