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of the most poisonous plants, although the James- 

 town-weeds that bear purple flowers have caused 

 more harm than those with white flowers." 



" Well," Grandmother said, " we need neither 

 pick the flowers to find out how bad they smell, 

 nor suck them to get poisoned. Let us just admire 

 the way the plant makes itself useful by covering 

 up rubbish." 



We went on after this. Grandmother leading the 

 way. Soon she took a turn In the woods, such as 

 Tommy had never done, and before we had gone 

 very far we came to an open space with a high 

 ledge of rocks on one side. Just at the foot of 

 them there was a pile of stones in something the 

 shape of a haystack. 



" That," Grandmother said, " is Indian Monu- 

 ment. I have heard many stories about how it 

 came to be here, but I will tell you only the pret- 

 tiest one that I know." 



We sat around her on a soft bed of moss then, 

 and she began : 



" Once, long ago, there was an Indian maiden 

 who loved a brave chief. He loved her also, for 

 he thought she was as beautiful as the sun, and 

 that her eyes shone like bright stars. But this 

 young maiden and the chief both wore for their 

 emblem a hawk, which meant that they belonged 

 to the same clan, and therefore, according to In- 

 dian laws, they could never marry. 



" One morning the maiden bade farewell to the 



