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"And worshipped!" cried the girl.
"Douglas, why didn't the squaw----?" asked Leslie.
"Maybe she didn't come this far," he said. "Perhaps she knows by
experience that these are too fragile to remove. You may not be able to
handle them, Leslie."
"I'm going to try," she said. "But first I must make my basket. We'll go
back to the osiers to weave it and then come here to fill it. Oh Douglas!
Did you ever see such flower perfection in all your life?"
"Only in books! In my home country applied botany is a part of every man's
education. I never have seen ragged or fringed orchids growing before. I
have read of many fruitless searches for the white ones."
"So have I. They seem to be the rarest. Douglas, look there!"
"There" was a group of purple-lavender, white-lipped bloom, made by years
of spreading from one root, until above the rank moss and beneath the dark
tamarack branch the picture appeared inconceivably delicate.
"Yes! The most exquisite flowers I ever have seen!"
"And there, Douglas!" She pointed to another group.


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