its form with the loveliest hues of clear crimson. See 

 them against the blue of a March or April sky, when 

 the winter look has given place to a mysterious softness 

 that seems to bear a promise of tenderness to come. 

 See then these fairy flags of blood-red against the sky's 

 depth ful blue and forever afterward you will hold a 

 special place in your heart for the red maple. 



As you follow the Walk westward, not far from 

 where it meets the Walk which runs north and south 

 near the Drive, you will find a fine old English elm 

 standing out on the green, a little south of a lamp-post. 

 The lamp-post is on the right of the Walk, the elm is 

 on your left, just south of it. You will know the tree 

 by its dark, heavy bark and oak-like fling of branches. 

 It is a fine tree. On the point made by the right fork 

 of the Walk is pin oak, tall and stately, with smooth, 

 steel-gray bark. You can know a pin oak ve'ry easily 

 by its yellow leaf stems,. which are slender. Its leaf 

 looks like a small edition of the scarlet oak's leaf, with 

 wide and deeply rounded sinuses. The acorn of the 

 pin oak is a sure index of the tree's identity. If you 

 find one, you will know your tree beyond a doubt. The 

 acorn is very small and very beautiful. It is so cleanly 

 cut, both cup and nut. The light-brown nut is almost 

 hemispherical, about half an inch long, and noticeably 

 streaked with lines. The cup, saucer-shaped, is very 

 thin and shallow and sits close to the branch on a stalk 

 so short as to appear almost sessile. The pin oak is a 

 tall and handsome tree and almost always does well in 

 our parks. Just east of the pin oak is a good white pine, 

 with its leaves in bundles of five and with broad 



