QUERCUS ALBA 



its kind; for there was space for one 

 and one alone space to the end. 



Again time drifted on. In far- 

 away haunts of men and of 

 civilization wars were waged, con- 

 flagrations waxed and waned, poli- 

 cies of nations were developed, and 

 record thereof passed into history. 

 And meanwhile here, buried in the 

 heart of the forest, the relentlessly 

 silent life-struggle went on. And 

 again, as before, when the neces- 

 sity arose, Quercus Alba, the large 



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