OUR ( U X T R Y H O M E 



On the highest part of the bluff, at the west, a cyclone has, 

 apparently, broken down one of the big trees about twenty feet 

 from the ground, and in falling it has caught another smaller tree, 

 making a tangle of roots and stumps and branches which we 

 planted all along its seventy feet with trumpet-vines and wild grape. 



THIS CYCLONE-LIKE EFFECT 



It requires only a little imagination to see the swinging green cur- 

 tain and orange bells which soon will still further shut in this se- 

 cluded spot. I am sure in five years it will be difficult to convince 

 people that any part of this cyclone-like effect was artificial, that 

 actually with chains and pulley we hoisted that lower tree, to be 

 crushed down by the higher one, most carefully marked and cut 



and pulled over to a special point. 



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