120 PROFESSOR BONN'S LETTER 



when Grandmother came in we asked her if he 

 were coming soon again. She said she didn't 

 know, but after talking with her a few minutes 

 Philip decided to send the professor a note, and 

 a little pressed piece of the flower. He thought 

 he would write that he knew It was called Milk- 

 weed, and then ask if it were just the same as the 

 one that blooms later along the roadsides, and is 

 so much larger and not nearly as pretty. 



Philip had found his treasure in Miss Amelia's 

 wood, where it is darker than about Old Adam. 

 He goes there sometimes and stops on the way by 

 rocks like steps, where many beautiful little flowers 

 grow. 



" It isn't even in Tommy's books," he said 

 about his Milkweed, and this he thought a very 

 great joke. 



Herr Wilhelm Fritz said : " Dat Is a mllk- 

 veed. Dat is a real veed dat America can't say 

 is not her own." 



" It is a flower, and pretty," Philip replied, 

 for he was vexed that Herr Wilhelm Fritz had 

 called it a weed. 



" Mine son, dat is a veed," Herr Wilhelm 

 Fritz said again, " it's just wun of der three dat 

 dis country has got; der Milkweed, der Ragvort 

 and der Goltenrod. Dis wun is out now, der 

 others vill come soon." 



" But there are hundreds and hundreds of 

 weeds here," Philip said, and he waved his arms 



