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strong almost as a violet. The Samoyeds were much 
amused at my delight over this flower. I had never 
even heard of a scented ranunculus, so no wonder I was 
leased. 
yg Ps 
‘mgs; It was the only 
me ‘ 
aS? flower with a well- 
defined scent, except 
valerian, that I met 
with on the island. 
About an hour be- 
fore we were ready 
to leave old Marrk 
came up to me with 
five brent geese. | 
was sitting on a 
Peek om sleigh sketching, but 
Jeb DI. gy. out of the corner of 
3.30 @ m. my eye saw him 
coming up with a 
half-important, half- 
deprecatory air, fol- 
lowed by the eyes of 
all his choom. His 
lips were moving as 
THE SCENTED BUTTERCUP. (Ranunculus Pallasit) he ne for he was 
rehearsing the terms 
of a little Russian speech, of which he at last delivered 
himself as follows: ‘Yesterday no Marrk. Marrk bad 
