THE PINE-TKEE SWIFT 



IN any large museum you may see the fossil 

 skeletons, or the casts of the skeletons, of 

 those mammoth saurians of the Mesozoic Age. 

 But you can go into the pine barrens any bright 

 summer day and capture for yourself a real live 

 saurian. The gloom of the pines is the lingering 

 twilight of that far-off time, and the pine-tree 

 lizard, or swift, is the lineal descendant of those 

 reptile monsters who ruled the seas and the dry 

 land before man was. 



Throughout southern New Jersey the pine- 

 tree swifts abound. The worm-fences, rail-piles, 

 bridges, stone-heaps, and, above all, the pine- 

 trees are alive with them. They are the true 

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