TREES AT LEISURE 



larly furrowed, changes into flat 

 planes above and smooths out 

 into a soft, dark gray covering 

 on the vigorous though twisted 

 upper branches. The bark of 

 the white oak is pale gray, 

 divided by shallow fissures into 

 elongated scales, yet withal a 

 dignified dress for a noble tree. 

 To one who is fortunate enough 

 to have had a Quaker grand- 

 father, the white oak will bring 

 a vision of him arrayed in his 

 First Day garb. However, there 

 are vast differences in the white 

 oaks of America, as we keenly 

 realize if we compare the con- 

 servative white oak of the East 

 with its erratic picturesque 

 sister of the Pacific Coast, "pic- 

 turesqueness gone mad," as de- 

 scribed by an artist trying to 

 sketch it. 



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