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campers in the forest. But only one thing can break the spell 

 before sunset. The Forester's favorite tree must wave a spray 

 three times above his head and say the right words. Would 

 that I knew his favorite tree! I must stmmion them all. (he 

 steps to the edge of the forest and calls.) 



Trees of the woodland all come here, 



Danger perchance to us is near; 



Come, wake the sleeping Forester; 



Come, Pine and Redwood, Oak and Fir, 



Cedar and Maple, Sycamore, 



Willow and Elm I do emplore; 



Come speak until his favorite tree 



Shall break the spell and set him free, 

 (enter the trees, each with a branch. They follow one another 

 each speaking their words slowly and waving their spray three 

 times over the Forester's head and passing on. Guardian Spirit 

 stands to one side intensely watching silently during the pageant) 



THE PINE 



You meet my shaft on every height 

 Where any tree for life may fight; 

 And in the cities on the plain 

 For men I brave the storms again. 



THE REDWOOD. 



Wealth of the centuries stored in me. 

 Giant of plants — the redwood tree. 



THE OAK 



I give you shade for summer days 

 And make your winter hearth-fire blaze. 



THE FIR 



Grand mountain vistas for your eye 

 The while I live, and when I die 

 Lumber for vShips and houses high. 



THE MAPLE. 



Fires on autumn hills I bring, 



Sweets for winter, green leaves for Spring. 



THE WILLOW 



I fringe the streams with waving green 

 And breezes flash my silver sheen, 

 While at my feet the rushes lean. 



