My First Summer 



June 15.- -Another reviving morning. 

 Down the long mountain-slopes the sun- 

 beams pour, gilding the awakening pines, 

 cheering every needle, filling every living 

 thing with joy. Robins are singing in the 

 alder and maple groves, the same old song 

 that has cheered and sweetened countless 

 seasons over almost all of our blessed con- 

 tinent. In this mountain hollow he seems 

 as much at home as in farmers' orchards. 

 Bullock's oriole and the Louisiana tanager 

 are here also, with many warblers and other 

 little mountain troubadours, most of them 

 now busy about their nests. 



Discovered another magnificent specimen 

 of the goldcup oak six feet in diameter, a 

 Douglas spruce seven feet, and a twining lily 

 ( Strop holirion}, with stem eight feet long, 

 and sixty rose-colored flowers. 



Sugar pine cones are cylindrical, slightly 

 tapered at the end and rounded at the base. 

 Found one to-day nearly twenty-four inches 



long and six in diameter, the scales being 



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