WILD APPLE TREES 107 



that summer wild flowers of the deep woods can 

 show us delicate tints and woo us with dainty 

 perfumes, the very memory of which is happi- 

 ness for long after. Thus the tree makes kindly 

 messengers of even the rough winds of March 

 that sometimes charge back upon us for a day, 

 obliging them to carry the very essence of the 

 gentle good will and fondness of the spring 

 farther than it might otherwise reach and finally 

 bidding them faint and die for very love of the 

 perfume and beauty they bear. Thus the wild 

 apple tree, still the brooding mother of all wood- 

 land things, sends fragrant love and kindness 

 questing far through the rougher woodland till 

 its gentle spirit seems to imbue all things. In 

 all the pastures there is none like it. 



