Her Father's Daughter

Her Father's Daughter

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Her Father's Daughter

Her Father's Daughter

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A VE, atque vale!' Cotyledon!" Linda slid down the side of the canyon with the deftness of the expert. At the first available revice she thrust in her Alpine stick, and bracing herself, gained a footing. Then she turned and by use of her fingers and toes worked her way back to the plant she had passed. She was familiar with many members of the family, but such a fine specimen she seldom had found and wshe could not recall having seen it in all of her botanies. Opposite the plant she worked out a footing, drove her stick deep at the base of a rock to brace herself, and from the knapsack on her back took a sketch-book and pencil and began rapidly copying the thick fleshy leaves of the flattened rosette, sitting securely at the edge of a rock. She worked swiftly and with breathless interest. When she had finished the flower she began sketching in the mosscovered face of the boulder against which it grew, and other bits of vegetation near.

"I think, Coty," she said! "it is very probable that I can corner a few simoleons with you. You are becoming better looking every minute."

For a touch of colour she margined one side of her draw-

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