VI. 



LINCOLN STATUE TO FIRST SUMMER HOUSE. 



This ramble begins at the Lincoln Statue, south 

 of the Flower Garden, follows the path which leads 

 off to the west from the Walk on which the Statue 

 stands, and skirts the southern slope of Breeze Hill 

 to a point where the Walk breaks into two forks. 

 Here we stop, and, turning back, follow the lake 

 border to Ford Bridge. 



Very near the end of the wall which bounds the 

 south-western corner of the Flower Garden, you will 

 find a hemlock. Directly back of the hemlock, up the 

 hill a little to the north-west is a rare conifer, well 

 worth your careful attention. You will know it by 

 its reddish bark stripped and shredded very much like 

 that of a red cedar. Look at its leaves. Do they 

 make you think of the claws of a cat? Examine 

 them closely and you will find that they are rather 

 four-sided, curved and taper gradually down from 

 a large sessile base to a sharp tip. This gives 

 each branch a rather hard, close look. If you exam- 

 ine this tree carefully you may see its cones, either 

 green (the new ones) or dull brown (the old ones) 

 clinging at the end of the branches. The form of 

 the tree is lofty and spire-like and its foliage is richly 

 dark green. What is it? Perhaps you have already 



