THE TREE DOCTOR 



I welcome thee! Oh, "Man of Trees," 

 Thy fame shall spread upon the breeze : 

 When millionaires shall be forgot, 

 And all the honors they have sought 

 Have passed into oblivion's gloom, 

 A.nd fortunes met their fitful doom, 

 The noble trees of forest fair, 

 The apple tree, the plum, the pear, 

 The copse and grove of every clime, 

 Shall raise their praise to Him Divine- 



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Photo 51 

 The Maple Filled and Finished. 



