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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Silverado Squatters by Robert Louis Stevenson: already spiring heavenwards from the ruins of the old; for in
this district all had already perished: redwoods and
redskins, the two noblest indigenous living things, alike
condemned.
At length, in a lonely dell, we came on a huge wooden gate
with a sign upon it like an inn. "The Petrified Forest.
Proprietor: C. Evans," ran the legend. Within, on a knoll
of sward, was the house of the proprietor, and another
smaller house hard by to serve as a museum, where photographs
and petrifactions were retailed. It was a pure little isle
of touristry among these solitary hills.
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