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dian summer. He also rejoices in the 

 power of the raging storm which lashes 

 the mountain pine. He believes in his 

 achievement as much as does the artist 

 in portraying with pencil or brush — 

 a flower, a bird, a tree, a bit of scenery, 

 or even the leaf of an oak. He sees 

 the greatness of his Creator. In short, 

 he bows before the newly fallen snow 

 which has hushed the earth with its 

 pure mantle. He sees the elemental 

 forces in the ice storm with its mil- 

 lions of diamonds sparkling in the ris- 

 ing sun. His eyes and his ears are 

 feasting upon what the grand Archi- 



This sort of boy will sit for hours 

 waiting for a bird and watch with 

 eagle eye every motion to study its 

 peculiarities. This boy does not de- 

 stroy birds' nests or steal eggs. He 

 learns all he can about the flowers of 

 the air as well as the flowers of soil 

 that others may enjoy its pleasures 

 with him. For hours he will sit by 

 the babbling brook and watch the sun- 

 fish pile up pebbles in which to hatch 

 the brood. He is the boy who has 

 sufficient patience to watch the snail 

 in its slow habits — he has learned 

 patience. 



MR. HUNTSINGER WOULD LEAD ALL HUMANITY TO SUCH BEAUTIFUL REALMS OF 



NATURE. 



tect of the Universe has provided for 

 us in color, form, and sound. 



Happy is the boy or the girl whose in 

 nate being calls for nature, who is 

 strong of body and able to walk and 

 to endure. Such a boy will make sac- 

 rifices to study nature untrammeled. 

 He is willing to sleep upon a bare floor 

 so that sleeping lightly he may rise be- 

 times to walk four or five miles at 

 break of day to see a particular bird 

 rise from her nest, to study its archi- 

 tecture or see its offspring while the 

 mother is absent seeking her breakfast. 



The nature lover is an artist and 

 sees with a clearness of vision that 

 startles the average boy. A walk in 

 the country furnishes him numerous 

 opportunities for profitable reflections. 

 He remembers with keen delight cer- 

 tain trees he calls his friends, certain 

 brooks which sing to him, certain flow- 

 ers which bid him good morning. He 

 knows most of the beautiful nooks in 

 the woods and the artistic turns in 

 the road. He finds his way in the 

 woods by instinct. Happy the boy 

 who becomes his friend that he may 



