THE TREE DOCTOR 45 



Juniata River, to its confluence with the Susquehanna, near to 

 Harrisburg, it was one perpetual kaleidoscopic presentation of 

 the endless varieties of Nature's verdant grandeur. Behind me 

 sat two ladies who had bought a morning paper and discussed, 

 in the most ardent manner, the merits (?) of a certain scandal. 

 In front was a quartette of good-natured men, enjoying poker 

 and the contents of two whisky bottles. Across the aisle was a 

 corpulent man snoring happily in dreamland ; .back of him, a 

 fine-looking young lady absorbed in a magazine of the latest 

 fashions ; and so on throughout the car. I could not keep my 

 eyes from the transcendent grandeur of mountain, hill and vale. 

 Every time I glanced at my fellow travelers, it was more like 

 a dream. It seemed that it could not be that people pass 

 through such a beautiful world and not see the surrounding 

 grandeur which far excels any picture presented from the pulpit 

 of the glory of the New Jerusalem. Well, I will revert to the 

 trees. In estates where there is an abundance of land, give the 

 trees plenty of room, and let their lower branches rest on 

 ground. This gives the tree individuality of character, 

 those lovely specimens in Photos 34 and 35. These, and dozens 

 of others, are at the summer home of Mr. W. B. Dickerman, 

 Mamaroneck, N. Y. 



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