280 BLUE FLOWERS THAT COME LATE 



as the sky when it has few clouds and looks its 

 deepest shade. My books say that it grows in 

 moist meadows; but I think it has vanished from 

 those about here." Then we told Lucy about 

 Wake-robins, and Arbutus, and Laurel, and how 

 they had all moved away from this part of the 

 country, and gone to places farther from men's 

 dwellings. Blue Gentian must have gone also, be- 

 cause it was so beautiful people picked too much 

 of it each year, and it had no chance to sow its 

 seeds. 



Just then Philip ran to the rock shouting. Hur- 

 rah! and saying that he and his mother were 

 going to start in the morning for their visit to 

 Francis in New England. 



