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Later, when I became older and did not care to climb, the tree 

 was just as much as ever a source of pleasure for me. The fragrant 

 blossoms in early summer covered the tree with a robe of white; 

 later the beautiful ripe apples were formed and the older I became 

 the more I enjoyed these particular apples. Many times on a 

 hot summer's day, I have stretched out on the abundant carpet of 

 green grass beneath my tree, which protected me from the hot 

 sun, and in turn I read and slept with a sense of perfect comradeship. 



In return for the man^^ kindnesses this tree has shown me, I have 

 tried to care for it as best I knew how. I see that the old dead 

 limbs are removed and the bark cleaned. It has never required 

 much care with the exception of three years ago when I had a hard 

 fight to keep the tent caterpillars from eating up the leaves of my 

 friend and so remove its means of obtaining food. However, they 

 did not do much damage in the end and have not bothered much 

 since. 



From the above story you can see why I call this old St. Lawrence 

 apple tree my friend, and I w^onder if there is any boy or girl who 

 would not be glad of such a friend as this tree has been to me. 



A City GirPs Story of Her Friend, Miss Maple Tree 



For Primary Grades 



Agnes C. Hogan 



Let me tell you about my dear old friend, Miss Maple Tree. 

 For many long years she lived on the side of a hill, not far from 

 where I could watch her. When I first knew her she was young and 

 graceful, but as years went by she became worn out \^dth work. 



In summer ^he wore the most beautiful dress of soft emerald 

 green. As simimer flew away, she became tired of Mother Nature's 

 dress and gradually put on another one. Can you guess what 

 color ? Yes, a brilliant rose red dress with faint gold spots here and 

 there. You know she must dress as gay as Miss Scarlet Oak, who 

 lives near her and acts so haughty. Oh, did I tell you why ]\Iiss 

 Maple Tree pvit on such a beautiful dress ? Well, she was invited 

 to the Autumn ball. After the ball, which was from two to three 

 months long, she became tired. She must rest after her long busy 

 existence, between spring and fall. 



