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B\ turniiio' dowTi westward from the Thuret Gardens 

 the road which leads to Golfe Jouan is easiI-\- reached. 

 Following this we come to the Pine-wood which stretclies 

 along the coast. This wood was once the pride of the Cap, 

 but only fragments of it now remain. A company has 

 bought the land, and through the Pine-wood a road has 

 been made which connects Cannes and the Cap d'Antibes 

 The wood itself has been enclosed hv a wire tence and 

 divided into lots. But main a Tnight\ tree still stands 

 under whose shadow we realise the former grandeur of 

 this grove. 



CHAPTER Xll. 



It was now mid April and dut\' called me home. 

 A wondrous bright spring da\' was drawing to its close. 

 Desirous of contemplating the sunset once more from the 

 highest point on the Cap, I took the shortest way through 

 the Pines to the eastern shore intending to ascend to the 

 lighthouse from the side nearest the sea. I was soon siu'- 

 j-ounded b^- the aromatic plants of the Maquis: the flowers 

 of the Rosemary (Fig. p. 3/1) and Cistus (Fig. p. S.-ij and 

 the shining leaves of the Pistachias (Fig. p. 349). The flame 

 coloured Cv/rnus Hypoa'sfis (Fig. p. 157) was growing in 

 profusion on the roots of the Cistus bushes, forming a 

 deep orange patch on the red-brown earth. Most of the 

 shoots were fully developed, so that the bracts were no 

 longer crowded together as in the bud, and the flowers 

 were open. Cistus still lined the path mingled with 

 Lavender (Fig, p. 257) andTliA-me which strongly perfumed 

 '■he air. A blue Salvia, S. luirmiuoifh s (Fig. p. 375), greA\' 



