| GROUP III | FERTILE FRONDS UNIFORMLY SOMEWHAT LEAF-LIKE, |
Late in August the plant has reached a stately
height, perhaps of three or four feet. The fronds
are still smooth and delicate to a degree unusual
even in ferns. But they wear a deeper green, and
their texture seems a trifle more substantial. Occasionally, though rarely in the deeper woods, we
find a frond which is conspicuously longer-stalked,
taller, narrower than the others, with pinnae more
distant and more contracted. A glance at its lower
surface discovers double rows of brown, linear fruit-dots.
Though one of the largest of its tribe, the Narrow-leaved Spleenwort suggests greater fragility, a keener sensitiveness to uncongenial conditions, than any other of our native ferns. A storm which leaves the other inhabitants of the forest almost untouched beats down its fronds, tender and perishable even in maturity.
This very fragility, accompanied as it is with beauty of form and color, in the midst of the somewhat coarse and hardy growth of the August woods, lends the plant a peculiar charm.
I find it growing beneath great basswoods, lichen-spotted beeches, and sugar maples with trunks branchless for fifty feet, soaring like huge shipmasts into the blue above.
Almost the only flowers in its neighborhood, for in midsummer wood-flowers are rare, are the tiny pink blossoms of the herb Robert, that invincible little plant which never wearies in well-doing, but persists in flowering from June till October, the
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