84 OLD ADAM'S GAIETY 



the earth is still very wet. The sun has only shone 

 out again a little this afternoon, just enough for 

 Sallie to run out and say good-by to the flow- 

 ers and places she has known since being here. 

 She wanted to fill a box with some of the earth 

 about Old Adam, so as to take it home and plant 

 it with seeds. She thinks then they cannot help 

 sprouting and growing. 



Sallie is going from here to the seashore. She 

 will bathe in the salt water every day, and dig in 

 the sand; but there are no woods near-by, and 

 the children there hunt very little for wild flowers. 

 Grandmother thinks though that if she looks in the 

 sandy fields and green places away from the water, 

 she may find very many beautiful flowers. Not 

 just the same kinds as those that grow here per- 

 haps, but others that love sandy soil, and to sniff 

 the cool, salt breeze from the ocean. 



Since Sallie has been saying good-by to the 

 Rock Pinks she has written a great deal down in 

 a note-book which she keeps tied to her belt. I 

 have not seen what she has put in the book ; but I 

 feel sure it is something she wants to remember, 

 and perhaps she will write compositions about it all 

 next winter. She says she has intentions about 

 wild flowers, only she can't tell them yet. 



I think she must have written Old Adam's his- 

 tory and how the rock looks now that its high end 

 is almost covered with Pinks ; and also I think she 

 has written about Dogwood and the tissue-paper 



