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lustre to the various ceremonies in their turn of 
revelry or solemnity. 
P. CouLTERI AND SABINIANA.— 
So they gathered cones together, 
Gathered seed cones of the pine tree, 
Gathered blue cones of the fir tree... 
There they stood all armed and waiting, 
Hurled the pine cones down upon him. 
LONGFELLow. 
This is how we are told in the Song of Hiawatha 
that the mischievous Puk-Wudjies, they “‘ the envious 
little people,” did to death mighty Kwasind, the strong 
man of the Red Indian legend. 
In this affray it must, have been the heavy cones 
of some such Pines as these that scored, and did the 
work of siege guns upon the sleeping head of the 
ill-fated giant of champion renown, and of whom it 
was boasted “‘ no man dared to strive with,’ and 
“no one could compete with.” A “ blue cone of 
the fir tree,” hurled, to him would have been but a 
popgun affair, and as an assault by a wasp on a brick 
wall. 
On paper there seem a very few points of difference 
between these two Conifers—P. Coulteri and Sabini- 
ana—beyond the shape of their both gigantic cones, 
“yet in its native land the P. Sabiniana is accounted 
as of a marked unmistakable appearance. 
P. Sapiniana.—In a country of luxuriantly foliaged 
trees (California), it alone is sparsely attired with leaf 
.decoration. In a country of towering Pines, it alone 
is many-stemmed, straggly, and bushlike. In a 
country of rich and dark-green foliage, it alone wears 
leaves of palest hue. For these characteristics it has 
been accredited with a remotest Pine ancestry, and 
looked upon by some as hastily nearing that decadent 
