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no sound save the drowsy hum of insects high overhead. 

 The most frequent noise came from falling leaves, twigs and 

 branches — yes, leaves, for " genUy as a falling leaf " in this 

 tropic world might mean, " like the strolic of a sledge ham- 

 mer! " The realization comes again, as a yellow leaf eddies 



Fig. 129. Aerial Roots of Bush-hope. 



past my seat, that autumn is distributed throughout the whole 

 year, while the freshly opening pink and reddish shoots on 

 every hand show that spring is never absent. 



I observed something circling about in an opening to my 

 left and on examining it found a peculiar flat cake-like wasp 

 nest, with the solitary pair of owners {Polybia sp.) on the rim. 



