CHAPTER XLII 



BLUE FLOWERS THAT COME LATE 



It was not the next day after we had gone In 

 the rain to find Turtle-head that Lucy came to see 

 us, nor the next, nor even the next. It rained for 

 three days almost steadily. At last, when it 

 cleared, Grandmother said the Equinoctial storm 

 was past. 



While it was raining and the wind blowing, I 

 thought that many of the wild flowers must have 

 been drowned or blown over. But as soon as the 

 sun came out, a dry, cool wind passed over the 

 fields, and lifted up the heads of Joe Pye-weed, 

 Goldenrod, Boneset and Milfoil, and all the other 

 autumn flowers. This wind was quite different 

 from the one that came with the dark clouds when 

 it was raining. The flowers even looked brighter 

 and prettier than before the dust on their leaves 

 had been washed away. 



Lucy came to see us on the day after it had 

 cleared. She said she had not minded the long 

 storm because her father had been painting a pic- 

 ture of her in a field of Wild Carrots. 



" How could he do that in the rain ? " I asked. 

 " The Wild Carrots were all leaning over on their 

 sides." 



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