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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Young Forester by Zane Grey: they grew larger and ruggeder and farther apart, and so high that I could
hardly see the tips. After a time I got out of the almost level forest into
ground ridged and hollowed, and found it advisable to turn more to the
right. On the sunny southern slopes I saw trees that dwarfed the ones on
the colder and shady north sides. I also found many small pines and
seedlings growing in warm, protected places. This showed me the value of
the sun to a forest. Though I kept a lookout for deer or game of any kind,
I saw nothing except some black squirrels with white tails. They were
beautiful and very tame, and one was nibbling at what I concluded must have
been a seed from a pine-cone.
Presently I fancied that I espied a moving speck far down through the
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