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. Three girls, fourteen or fifteen years old, had three huge 
ee of jack-in-the-pulpits. There were no roots, but about 
half were gathered with the two leaves. I asked the girls to 
count them : one had twenty-nine, one had forty-six and the third 
had forty-nine, making a total of one hundred and twenty-four. 
They told me that they grew way over there in the woods 
they didn’t know they couldn't pick things over there ; they were 
very sorry; they would know better another time. 
6. S boys were having fun with a big dog, “Sport,” whom 
they were exercising by having him swim back and forth across 
a pond planted with water-lilies and other water-plants. They 
“didn’t know as there was nothin’ there.” 
r girls were gathering wild geranium. I overheard 
one saying that she was very careful not to take any roots; a 
second girl said that she had roots, a whole lot of them. Then 
followed a discussion. 
“What good are roots anyway?” said the girl who had 
gathered them. 
“Why, to make more flowers next year,” replied the girl who 
had no roots. 
“Oh no! the flowers next year come from seeds.” 
“ But if we gather the flowers, there won’t be any seeds.” 
“ What difference will that make! the seeds are in the ground.” 
This w was enlightening to me and I entered joyfully into the con- 
Ww e seed 
Tasked. The girl shrugged her shoulders: it was a little hard 
to explain, but they were there like the stones and the dirt. 
“ Did they grow?” “Oh no, they belong to that great class of 
things that just are.” 
This girl said that she was ten years old, that she attended 
the public school, and that she lived in the vicinity of 70th Street. 
and wife were gathering dogwood —a great armful. 
Itold them that every effort was being made to keep the wild 
flowers and plants of all kinds, so that people might come and 
see what the country is like in springtime or at any other time, 
At first the man stared uncomprehendingly, but I gave him time, 
and he slowly worked it out: 
