Jftelfegijam (ourt, 19 



yield no shelter now ; the blue sky may be seen through 

 them ; the stem also teaches that ages have passed away, 

 since it bore up a noble canopy of mingled boughs. A 

 rabbit from the warren on the common might run up 

 the scarred trunk, but it could not find a hiding-place 

 among the scattered branches. 



