CHAPTER ELEVEN 



THE WOOD-LOTS 



LIKE other Philistines, we delighted in the 

 beauty of the woods in summer, enjoyed the 

 warmth and cheering companionship of the 

 fires we ruthlessly filched from them in winter, 

 but gave no thought to the future until a 

 pamphlet issued by the Bureau of Forestry 

 showed us what awful ingrates we were. 

 Being only tenants, we could do little to re- 

 pair past neglect without our landlord's per- 

 mission. 



Therefore I determined to try and gain 

 his co-operation, and to my great aston- 

 ishment, found he had received, read, and 

 actually approved the same pamphlet that 

 aroused us. 



Dear old gentleman, it appealed to him 

 from the human standpoint of duty to 



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