“Now look at those needles. Are ours alike?”
“No; these are coarser, longer and darker than yours; though they grow in twos.”
“Right. Run back and look at the cones.”
When he returned he said: “I could not get a cone, but I can see that those are coarser and larger, too.”
“How about the shape of the tree?”
“You two grow very much alike.”
“That is a first cousin. Its family lives on the mountains of Austria. It is known as black pine or Austrian pine.
“Do you see that tall pine near that massive monument?”
“Where?” he asked, looking around.
“Just behind you,” said Scotch pine, nodding its head in that direction.