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tree is a low, bunchy tree, thickly covered with very enduring cones; 
the mountain tree is a very tall tree for its size, at times more re- ~ 
sembling gigantic bamboos than trees. This form occupied the 
middle ground. It is never very bunchy, but bears cones, as does 
the coast form, when quite low. | As I rode along, the cones on the 
tops of some of these trees or bushes did not reach my shoulder. 
Here it is always symmetrical, and at times reaches goodly propor- 
tions. As I rode in the stage between Union City and Shelton, I 
observed many over two feet in diameter, and one old decrepit hero, 
broken off half way up, measured nearly three feet. As we dropped 
off from this bench the firs and hemlocks again took the place of 
the pines. Along the hillsides near Hoodsport I found the small- 
headed cud-weed (Gnaphalium microcephalum) abundant, and as I 
came down upon the beach I collected several specimens of the last 
plant gathered on this -trip, Grindelia Hendersoni. I was rather 
doubtful about this name when it was sent me, or about this being a 
new species, but from the specimens collected this year, both flower 
and fruit, Iam convinced that it is neither G cunetfolia, nor G. 
Zlutinosa. 
When I reached Hoodsport, I found Mr. Brotherton and Dr. 
Church looking rather pulled down. On my inquiring what the 
matter was, they told me as follows: Relying upon what false state- 
ments they had heard from miners and Indians, they had crossed 
the divide with only three days’ rations, since they had been assured 
that a good trail and a short day’s trip down the south fork of the 
Skohomish would bring them into the Indian reservation, and thence 
an easy trip into Union City. They were out seven or eight days, 
and for the last three days with hardly a morsel to eat. Had it not 
been for timely succor given them by a party of hunters from Olym- 
pia, it is doubtful whether they would ever have been enabled to 
reach their journey’s end to tell the tale of their hardships. They 
were to follow after the party the next day, and wishing them good- 
bye and a successful termination to the whole expedition, I hired a 
sail-boat and was soon over at the little but beautifully situated vil- 
lage of Union City. There I took stage the next morning for Shel- 
ton, and after a four hours drive over a fine road, and picturesque 
but rather poor country, I reached the latter place, whence I took 
the steamer for Olympia. ; 
As one of the young soldiers, Mr. Fisher, seemed much interested 
