Immediately in the foreground, a large tract of unimproved land brought the wild grasses and plants to their very feet.
Beyond these acres--upon which there were no trees--the orange groves were massed in dark green blocks and squares; with, here and there, thin rows of palms; clumps of peppers; or tall, plume-like eucalyptus; to mark the roads and the ranch homes.

Beyond this--and rising, seemingly, out of the groves--the San Bernardinos heaved their mighty masses into the sky.

It was almost dark.

The city's lamps were lighted.

The outlines of grove and garden were fast being lost in the deepening dusk.