No tree lover will ever forget his first meeting with the sugar pine.

In most pine trees there is the sameness of expression which to most people is apt to become monotonous, for the typical spiral form of conifers, however beautiful, affords little scope for appreciable individual character.

The sugar pine is as free from conventionalities as the most picturesque oaks.

No two are alike, and though they toss out their immense arms in what might seem extravagant gestures they never lose their expression of serene majesty.

They are the priests of pines and seem ever to be addressing the surrounding forest.