National Geographic : 1917 Jan
A GIANT SEQUOIA THAT SPLIT IN FALLING John Muir counted four thousand rings from the heart out of one fallen giant. That tree was a thrifty sapling when Abraham went into Egypt. It was already, a seed-bearer when Sodom and Gomorrah were destroyed. It was as old as American civilization when Joseph was sold into Egypt. It was nearly a thousand years old when David slew Goliath. And it was older when Christ was born than the Christian religion is today. congratulates you upon the work which you have done in safeguarding these great national playgrounds for the coming gen erations and in making them accessible to visitors. Assuring you that the National Geo graphic Society, through its Board of Managers, is very glad to have the privi lege of cooperating with the government in preserving these priceless natural treasures to posterity, I am, Yours very sincerely, GILBERT H. GROSVENOR. THE SECRETARY OF THE INTERIOR, NOVEMBER 20, 1916. MY DEAR MR. GROSVENOR: I beg to acknowledge your favor set ting forth the resolution of the National Geographic Society by which it is made possible for us to secure, on behalf of the government, certain of the private lands in the Giant Forest of the Sequoia National Park. This act on the part of your Society I know will meet with the highest com mendation from its great membership, because thereby you render to the Gov ernment of the United States and to all of its people a lasting service and in a sense create a monument to the honor of your Society itself. The trees which your money, together with that appropriated by Congress, en able us to purchase are the oldest living things upon this continent. They are the original pioneers. To have them fall be fore the axe of the woodman would have been a lasting crime, reflecting seriously upon the people of our country. It will be many centuries before they die, and throughout their life I hope it may be known that they were kept alive by the generosity and foresight of your people. We will be pleased to have placed on one of the trees of the grove a tablet of commemoration. Cordially yours, FRANKLIN K. LANE.