But the spruce back there--ITS branches turned down and out--didn't you notice ?--and they're all bushy at the ends like a squirrel's tail.

Oh, they're lots different! That's a larch 'way ahead--that one with the branches all scraggly and close down to the ground.

I could start to climb that easy; but I couldn't that pine over there.

See, it's 'way up, up, before there's a place for your foot! But I love pines.

Up there on the mountains where I lived, the pines were so tall that it seemed as if God used them sometimes to hold up the sky." And Simeon Holly heard, and said nothing; and that he did say nothing--especially nothing in answer to David's confident assertions concerning celestial and terrestrial architecture--only goes to show how well, indeed, the man was learning to look at the world through David's eyes.
Nor were these all of David's friends to whom Mr.and Mrs.Holly were introduced on that memorable walk.