I remember, too, how the whole summit, from the Nose to the Chin, was sprinkled with the modest and beautiful Greenland sandwort, springing up in every little patch of thin soil, where nothing else would flourish, and blossoming even under the door-step of the hotel.
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How wise, too, is the sandwort in its choice of a dwelling-place!
"The Foot-path Way"
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They strolled about the summit, admired the prospect, picked a bunch of sandwort, perhaps, but especially they went to see the snow.
"The Foot-path Way"
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