Then he would know what was going
on there.
Peep the Least .Sandpiper and his
friends passed him and whirled
around that bend. Danny was get
ting out of breath, but he ran faster
than ever. He reached a point where
he could look around that bend in a
little cove. There, running along at
the edge of the water, were the Sand
pipers. Danny rubbed his eyes again.
The sound of that stake-driving
seemed to come from around the next
bend.
(Copyright. 1926.)
“If you want to get the real low
down on some man's reputation,’’,
says the Osborn Enterprise, “just
ask some bird who has Just met
him." |
THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON. P. C., TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 21. 1926.
- AUTUMN
BY D. C. PEATTIE.
Sabatia.
Lovely is the shell pink of wild
roses among the hedge rows of Mid
summer; but there Is a little flower
which is sometimes called rose-pink,
though I think the name is more
bookish than fceally popular. It blooms
now in meadows and even in the hard
clay of upland fields that w*ere once
cultivated and have gone over to
weeds. Its scientflc name is Sabatia,
commemorAtng, for no special reason,
Liberatus Sabbari, an Italian botanist
of long ago.
There is not a flower that makes a
daintier appearance, so fragile and
delicate are its pink petals, so candid
and uplifted the broad salver of its
corolla; in general appearance it looks
like a little pink cosmos; actually K
Is no cosmos at all, but a member of
the gentian family.
