McCauley, Lena May. [from old catalog] · Chicago, New York, Rand, McNally and company · leaf 132
mere color. Then there dawns a rare day when the Oriental pop-pies spread their blood-red petals of crepy delicacy,opening wide their dusky purple hearts, and exhalingheavy, slumber-compelling odors, breathing the spell ofthe enchantment of summer. It is a triumph amongnatures surprises. The little… … THE HIGH TIDE OF JOY 81 miles, as the old song has it, to look upon a hillsideabloom with scarlet poppies. And when the sun rays arelong and golden, lighting up the hidden fires in thepoppy cups, the nodding blooms in the country lanesseem like the red kerchiefs on the heads of shy gypsymaids…
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