134 STATE POMOLOGICAL SOCIETT. 



Humboldt says; ''Trees have about them something beautiful 

 and attractive, even, to the fancy. Since they cannot change their 

 places they are witnesses of all the changes that go on around them ; 

 and, as some reach great age, they become, as it were, historical 

 monuments, though, like ourselves, ihey have a life, growing and 

 passing awa^' ; not being inanimate and unvarying like the fields 

 and rivers. — Geo. M. Whittaker, before Mass. Hort. Society. 



PLANT A TREE. 



He who phintR a tree, 

 Phints a hope. 

 Rootlets up through fibers bluidly grope; 

 Leaves unfold into horizons free. 



So man's lite must climb 



From the clods of time 



Unto heavens sublime. 

 Canst thou prophesy, thou little ti'ee. 

 What the glory of thy boughs shall be? 



He who plants a tree. 

 Plants a joy ; 

 Plants a comfort that will never cloj"- ; 

 Every day a fresh reality. 



Beautiful and strong, 

 To whose shelter throng 

 Creatures blithe with song. 

 If thou couldst but know, thou happy tree. 

 Of the bliss that shall inhabit thee! 

 He who plants a tree, 

 He plants peace. 

 Under its green curtain jargons cease. 

 Leaf and zephyr murmur soothingly; 

 Shadows soft with sleep 

 Down tired eyelids creep. 

 Balm of slumber deep. 

 Never hast thou dreamed, thou blessed tree. 

 Of the benediction thou shalt be. 



He who plants a tree, 

 He plants youth; 

 Vigor won for centuries, in footh; 

 Life of time, that hints eternity; 



Boughs their strength uprear. 



New shoots, every year. 



On old growths appear. 

 Thou shalt teach the ages, sturdy tree, 

 Youth of soul is imniortality. 



