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ARBOR DA Y MANUAL. 



ARBOR DAY. 



TREE planting on Arbor Day, for economic purposes in the great West, has 

 given to the prairie States many thousand acres of new forests, and in- 

 spired the people with a sense of their great value, not only for economic 

 purposes, but for climatic and meteorological purposes as well. The cele- 

 bration of Arbor Day by the public schools in several of the older States by 

 the planting of memorial trees, as originated at Cincinnati in the spring of 

 1882, and generally known as the " Cincinnati plan," has done much also to 

 awaken a widespread interest in the study of trees ; and this annual celebration 

 promises to become as general in the public schools and among the people as 

 the observance of May day in England. "Whatever you would have appear in 

 the Nation's life you must introduce into the public schools." Train the youth 

 into a love for trees, instruct them in the elements of forestry, and the wisdom 

 of this old German proverb will be realized. 



WARREN HIGLEV, 1885. 



The trees which the children plant, or which they assist in dedicating, will 

 become dearer to them as year after year rolls on. As the trees grow, and their 

 branches expand in beauty, so will the love for them increase in the hearts of 

 those by whom they were planted or dedicated, and long before the children 

 reach old age they will almost venerate these green and living memorials of 

 youthful and happy days; and as those who have loved and cared for pets will 

 ever be the friends of our dumb animals, so will they ever be the friends of our 

 forest trees. From the individual to the general, is the law of our nature. 

 Show us a man who in childhood had a pet, and we'll show you a lover of 

 animals. Show us a person who in youth planted a tree that has lived and 

 flourished, and we'll show you a friend of trees and of forest culture. 



JOHN B. PEASLEE. 



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FOREST SILENCE. 



V HERE is a soft green darkness 'round 



Wherein the noon sleeps hushed and still, 

 Only a little hidden rill 

 Moves murmuring through mossy ground ; 

 The doves are silent, and the bees 

 Hum here no more ; the green branched trees 

 Are moveless in the windless air, 

 And silence broodeth everywhere. 

 Harper's Magazine, September, 1884. 



''Large streams from little fountains flow 

 Tall oaks from little acorns grow." 



