The entangled mass of the thriving and the fallen reminded me of the forests within the tropics--yet there was a difference: for in these still solitudes, Death, instead of Life, seemed the predominant spirit.

I followed the watercourse till I came to a spot where a great slip had cleared a straight space down the mountain side.

By this road I ascended to a considerable elevation, and obtained a good view of the surrounding woods.

The trees all belong to one kind, the Fagus betuloides; for the number of the other species of Fagus and of the Winter's Bark is quite inconsiderable.

This beech keeps its leaves throughout the year; but its foliage is of a peculiar brownish-green colour, with a tinge of yellow.