62 THE TREE DOCTOR 



Who's heard our cries in Heaven above 

 And manifests a father-love, 

 And sends redemption full and free 

 For every plant, and shrub, and tree. 



The Man. 



Thy prayers are heard, oh beauteous tree ! 



And soon will spread from sea to sea ; 



Though starless was thy night of gloom, 



Thy light shall shine as bright as noon. 



Thou pleadest well for all thy kind ; 



Thy prayers are heard by highest mind. 



Be calm and do not think us "rough" 



As we remove this odious stuff; 



For life and death at war will be. 



Alike in man or beast or tree ; 



These hideous wounds ! this rotten wood, 



Is "home" for bugs and makes them food. 



"Ouch!" did you say? well, do not flinch, 



We move this virus inch by inch ; 



With mallet, chisel, drill and saw, 



We clear the way for Nature's law 



To reconstruct and build it strong 



A body that will last you long 



And teach the world what all should know 



Trees must have care or cannot grow ; 



They cannot heal while DEATH is hid 



In body, root, or branch, or twig. 



So now stand forth and shout thy call, 



And show to youth and age and all 



The "law of life" is much the same 



In beast or bird, or tree or man. 



With careful process, day by day, 



We've taken all dead parts away, 



Just as a dental surgeon wise 



We clean the tree before your eyes. 



We use no "liquid," "wash" nor "soap," 



Nor any kind of secret "dope," 



