tobaccopipe

In the dark crevices she found bright green bunches of the devil's ear-seed and the curious mushroom-like tobaccopipe; all about her, on the rocks, the bright green polypods and maiden's hair waved in silent feathery harmony with the round dots of quavering sunlight, that descended through the trees — little daughters of the sun dallying with these children of the earth, and like spiders, spinning a thin beautiful tissue about them, which was destroyed every night and patiently renewed every morning.

Margaret 1851