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The seed of this baby tree was one of these, and 

 when it tumbled out of the cone the wind caught 

 it, and away it went over trees, rocks, and gulches, 

 whirling and dancing in the autumn sunlight. 

 After tumbling a few miles in this wild flight, 

 it came down among some boulders. Here it lay 

 until, one very windy day, it was caught up and 

 whirled away again. Before long it was dashed 

 against a granite cliff and fell to the ground; but 

 in a moment, the wind found it and drove it, with 

 a shower of trash and dust, bounding and leaping 

 across a barren slope, plump into this kinnikinick 

 nest. From this shelter the wind could not drive 

 it. Here the little seed might have said, " This is 

 just the place I was looking for; here is shelter 

 from the wind and sun; the soil is rich and damp; 

 I am so tired, I think I '11 take a sleep." When 

 the little seed awoke, it wore the green dress of 

 the pine family. The kinnikinick's nursery had 

 given it a start in life. 



Under favorable conditions Kinnikinick is a 

 comparatively rapid grower. Its numerous vine- 

 like limbs — little arms — spread or reach out- 

 ward from the central root, take a new hold 



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