'What's in a Name!" 



The story goes that once upon a 

 time a handful of seedling elms was 

 planted as a cluster plunged into the 

 ground together, with their tiny root- 

 lets intertwined and covered with 

 the earth out of which the miracle was 

 ultimately to be wrought. Rejoicing 

 side by side in the sunshine and the 

 showers of early May, and closely 

 bound together in common defense 

 against deep January snows, the infant 

 elms began the journey upward still 

 pursued. There was friction, more or 

 less, through those early years between 

 their bodies as they struggled each for 

 self-development; but in due course 

 of time their close affiliation, their slow 

 but sure expansion and their intimate 

 relationship resulted in the final fabri- 

 cation and exchange of stout-fibred 

 ties, uniting them solidly at last in- 

 separably into one; the noble federated 

 trunk now holding high aloft a dozen 

 perfect elms, with rare, wide-spreading 

 wealth of pendulous top and towering 



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