LETTERS FROM AN OREGON RANCH
I found Bert awaiting me with both hands full. Mary had sent a great bunch of magnificent chrysanthemums, all white and gold,—the fluffy-headed kind, with curling petals. He brought, too, a branch of blood-red vine maple that he had broken off as he came through the woods, and some very curious lichens. And in this pleasant but effective way was cut short the thread of these Autumnal rhapsodies.
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