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In the protection of the squares, tawny tufts of Indian rice grass nodded in the breeze.

The tall yellow rice grass and the broken gray shale ridge were undisturbed by outlines of darker objects that did not belong with the junipers and yuccas.

A banca, loaded with rice grass, stopped at the foot of the landing on the bank of the river at the rear of the house.

Our drive this last day led past numerous linked lakes, with their borders of the tall Minnesota rice grass in flower, the home of the canvas back, pelican, and swan.

Pausing but to take a quick and cautious glance about him he shoved the frail craft into the lake and with a few quiet strokes buried himself in the rice grass.