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Title: Outing
Year: 1885 (1880s)
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Subjects: Leisure Sports Travel
Publisher: (New York : Outing Pub. Co.)
Contributing Library: Tisch Library
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r clear of animalmatter. One pond in particular is in-habited by a single goldfish, a large blackone about three years old. This lonelyhermit has taken a great dislike to thesmall frogs which swarm in all the pools atthis time of year, and will not permit asingle frog to come into his pond. The mo-ment a frog jumps in the fish attacks it,lashing the water with his tail, buttinu the frog with his head until he drives it out.The frogs swim about in a dazed way andfinally climb out. Almost any evening anumber of disconsolate little frogs can beseen sitting in a row on the brick edge ofthe pond, desiring but not daring to jumpin. The fish lately has become such anautocrat that he will not permit a frog evento hang a foot in the water, working himselfinto such a frenzy, lashing about and leap-ing out of the water, that the frogs with-draw in fright and bewilderment. Theincident is both amusing and pathetic, de-pending on whether viewed from the pointof observation of a spectator or a frog.
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THE DEVELOPING COLUMBINE RELATION OF INSECTS TO FLOWERSBY ROBERT BLIGHT WITH PHOTOCRAPHS IN the very heart of the cedar grovethere is an open space where the gran-ite bowlders lie scattered and tumbledin picturesque confusion. Through themiddle runs a stream of clearest water,winding its way among the giant stonesand purling with pleasant murmur inminiature cascades over the buried ones.They say that art improves upon nature,but the landscape gardener might profit-ably come here and take a few lessonsfrom natures handicraft. It is an idealspot for a rest on this June day, for thereis cool, dark shade under the gloomy trees;the short, close turf affords a soft couch;low, sweet music comes from the runningbrook, and, above all, here we are farfrom the madding crowd, whose scurryingbustle allows no communing with Naturein her gentlest moods. An ideal spot?—nay, a veritable paradise, for the place iscarpeted with flowers. Buttercups, anem-ones, saxifrages, bluets, raise their headsevery

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