My First Summer 



taking the ground to itself. The woods above 

 Crane Flat still continue comparatively 

 open, letting in the sunshine on the brown 

 needle-strewn ground. Not only are the in- 

 dividual trees admirable in symmetry and 

 superb in foliage and port, but half a dozen 

 or more often form temple groves in which 

 the trees are so nicely graded in size and 

 position as to seem one. Here, indeed, is the 

 tree-lover's paradise. The dullest eye in the 

 world must surely be quickened by such 

 trees as these. 



Fortunately the sheep need little atten- 

 tion, as they are driven slowly and allowed 

 to nip and nibble as they like. Since leaving 

 Hazel Green we have been following the 

 Yosemite trail ; visitors to the famous valley 

 coming by way of Coulterville and Chinese 

 Camp pass this way- - the two trails uniting 

 at Crane Flat - - and enter the valley on the 

 north side. Another trail enters on the south 

 side by way of Mariposa. The tourists we 

 saw were in parties of from three or four to 



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