42 Outlook to Nature 



prostrate trunks had decayed and a second 

 forest had grown. Would that I could have 

 known that simple explanation ! One sentence 

 would have given me the clew. How the 

 mystery of the ancient tornado and the rise of 

 another forest would have conjured a new 

 world of marvel and discovery ! 



When I had written this sketch of my pas- 

 ture field, I called in a little school girl and 

 read it to her. I wanted to hear her estimate 

 of it. 



"That's a nice story," she said; "but I 

 don't want to study such things in school." 



" And why not ? " I asked. 



" Because they are hard and dry," she said. 



Poor child ! She was thinking of her 

 books ; and I remembered that I also had 

 written books ! 



The heavens. 



I would preach the sky ; for the sky compels 

 one to look upward. 



When in the open country we are impressed 

 most with the sense of room and with the sky. 



