My First Summer ' 



lent broad-leaved triticum and other wood- 

 land grasses to the silky species of the 

 meadows, and therefore seldom bite them 

 or set foot on them. 



The shepherd and the Don cannot agree 

 about methods of herding. Billy sets his 

 dog Jack on the sheep far too often, so the 

 Don thinks ; and after some dispute to- 

 day, in which the shepherd loudly claimed 

 the right to dog the sheep as often as he 

 pleased, he started for the plains. Now I 

 suppose the care of the sheep will fall on 

 me, though Mr. Delaney promises to do 

 the herding himself for a while, then re- 

 turn to the lowlands and bring another 

 shepherd, so as to leave me free to rove as 

 I like. 



Had another rich ramble. Pushed north- 

 ward beyond the forests to the head of the 

 general basin, where traces of glacial action 

 are strikingly clear and interesting. The re- 

 cesses among the peaks look like quarries, 

 so raw and fresh are the moraine chips and 

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