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was covered with splendid rose-colored flowers shaped like those 
of an orchid or sweet pea. Mockingbirds were singing and 
Shortly after breakfast, Mr. and Mrs. George Inness came to 
the Inn and took me to i eal home on Orange Street, 
where I remained as their g 
Fishing for sponges is one of ie cgeraunes of Tarpon Springs. 
It is managed ses by Greeks, who a large mother 
schooner and about a hundred little ising bane, from which 
ive 
with M eebe for some time in South America and 
has recently meee a book on ‘‘The Importance of Bird 
Life. 
After seeing the sponges, he and I went on a long motor ride 
p the river toa camp built by Mr. Inness. We passed beautiful 
orange orchards, a nto a palmetto grove, where I found 
a large fungus (Ganoderma sulcatum) that I qengeny several 
years ago bu en growin only on the 
g. It 
cabbage palmetto, so far as I know, and ceubilese causes the 
trunk to decay. 
ext morning Mr. Hartley and I drove up the river toa 
named many years nee fro om Florida specimens found on live- 
re 
their hunt for grass-roots, upon which they feed. They are 
