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richly beautiful as a queen's royal robe; and here, 

 too, we found our buttercups. 



Another tramp up the precipitous sides of a fire- 

 scorched mountain side, brought us to the secluded 

 home of the arbutus, and a sight of "the fox's 

 den O!" 



Every quest of bloodroot and Solomon's seal means 

 an adventure — the glimpse of shy hunted creatures, 

 the happy comradeship of squirrels, the song of the 

 Bobwhite. 



If you have ever been in the country near Wash- 

 ington you know the beauty of the Judas trees col- 

 oring all the landscape on the wooded banks of the 

 Potomac with their purplish-pink boughs. An 

 April jaunt to the Potomac's shores procured several 

 of these trees for our garden, and they have proven 

 quite hardy in the more northern clime. 



Some of our beautiful mountain laurels (the na- 

 tive Jcalmia) were brought home by us from the Berk- 

 shire Hills and I never pass them without reliving 

 a day when we were invited to take a " little walk " 

 by a friend who had a vague memory of a trout 

 stream where he had delightedly fished out of season 

 in youth's lawless days. 



We started immediately after breakfast with per- 

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