CHAPTER XVII
YELLOW POPPIES
"So this is California!" exclaimed Patsy gleefully, as the automobile left Parker and crossed the Arizona line.
"But it doesn't look any different," said Myrtle, peering out of the window.
"Of course not," observed Uncle John. "A State boundary is a man-made thing, and doesn't affect the country a bit. We've just climbed a miniature mountain back in Arizona, and now we must climb a mate to it in California. But the fact is, we've entered at last the Land of Enchantment, and every mile now will bring us nearer and nearer to the roses and sunshine."
"There's sunshine here now," declared the Major. "We've had it right along. But I haven't seen the roses yet, and a pair of ear muffs wouldn't be uncomfortable in this cutting breeze."
"The air _is_ rather crisp
