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branches (one leading to Sixteenth Street Entrance 

 and the other turning to the right to go around the 

 Large Lake and so on to Terrace Bridge) stands, 

 I believe, the most perfect type of Austrian pine in 

 the Park. It is nobly set and rolls out its girth 

 against the sky in all the glory of its strength. You 

 cannot mistake it, for it is the only tree on the little 

 point of greensward between the Walk and the two 

 Drives. At the right hand corner of the Walk back 

 of this handsome Austrian pine, close by the Drive' 

 stands a rich clump of Californian privet, very lusty 

 and glossy in the full sunshine of a fair day. 



But we will keep on along the path that wanders 

 by the side of the Lake. As you pass along, when 

 you have come to a point about opposite a spot half- 

 way between the clump of Californian privet above 

 spoken of, and a lamp-post on the Drive, down at your 

 right, between you and the water, but nearer the 

 Walk than the water, you will find a shrub with lance- 

 oblong leaves. If you rub them with your fingers 

 and then smell of your fingers, you will be surprised to 

 find what a fragrance you have drawn from the leaves. 

 It is an aroma once known you will never forget. 

 The leaves are mostly entire, that is with margins 

 not serrated or cut, and, as the season advances, 

 grow glossy on the upper sides. Clustered in a no- 

 ticeable way along its branches, you will find the berry 

 which has given this shrub its name bayberry or 

 wax myrtle. The berries show quite plainly, clus- 

 tered close together in little bunches. They are not 



