Canndidu Foicslii/ Jouindl. September, 1917 



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Have you flung your arms ami shouted 



till the forests answered back, 

 Seen the footprints of the cougar or the 



black bear's shambling track'! 

 Have you ridden mountain horses as 



they follow up the trails, , 

 Seen the courfsying water-ouzel and 



the scuddling of the quails'l 



Then you come with me to Shasta 

 Where the racing waters flow. 

 Far behind the dome of Shasta, 

 Where no tourists ever go. 

 In the forests deep at Shasta 

 Where the mighty fir-trees grow. 



Have you smelt the pitch-knots burning 



as they snapple in the breeze. 

 Have you seen the camp smoke rising till 



it billows in the trees'! 

 Have you stretched full length and 



slumbered on the needles for a bed. 

 With the sun-flecks dancing on you 



through the tree-tops overhead'! 



Then we'll go to find the rivers 

 Where they open to the sky. 

 Wade the oozy turbid rivers 

 Where the water-bushes lie. 

 Feel the salmon in the rivers 

 As it rises to the fly. 



Have you heard the boiling waters when 



they bubble through the night, 

 Felt the touch of roaming night-winds 



as they wander from the lightl 

 Have you breathed the wind of fir-trees 



in the silence of the wood 

 With the night-damps closing round 



you where no human ever stood'! 



Then you join me in the darkness 

 Where the night is dense and deep, 

 Stretching silent in the darkness 

 When the wild beasts lie asleep. 



Hear a startle in the darkness 

 Where a panther makes a leap. 



Have you heard the rain drops tinkle 



as they strike upon the leaves. 

 Have you felt the fore-winds freshen 



when they whiffle in your sleeves'! 

 Have you sat beside the river when the 



rain begins to pour. 

 Do you know the fragrant music that 



makes along the shore'! 



Then we'll hasten to the weather 

 Be it rain or sun or cloud, 

 To the hazy purple weather 

 And the dust-deeps that enshroud. 

 To the free and open weather. 

 When the winds are wild and loud. 



Have you torn thro' thorny thickets, 



walked a ten-mile at a stage. 

 Floated down the falling rivers, past 



the sedge and saxifrage'! 

 Have you waited at the deer-licks 



for the coming of the game'! 

 Have you bivouacked in the forest till 



you've clean forgot your name'! 



Then we'll off into the forests 

 Where the bubbling waters run. 

 Shout our challenge in the forests 

 At the rising of the sun. 

 Build our night-fires in the forests 

 When the careless day is done. 

 — From ''California Forestry." 



PULP FROM PAPYRUS 



It is reported from Christiania 

 that a company is being formed 

 locally to utilize papyrus in the manu- 

 facture of paper pulp. 



The name of the company is the 

 Walmer Papyrus Pulp Co., Ltd., 

 with a capital of 150,000 pounds. 



Papyrus growing in North Zulu- 

 land will be utilized, and it is stated 

 that a concession has been obtained 

 permitting exploitation for a term of 

 20 years. 



USING JACK PINE 



A good example of the conservation 

 tendency in wood using industries is 

 shown by a Canadian wall board 

 company which previously used a 

 spruce centre for its product and 

 recently changed to jack pine with 

 what are said to be excellent results. 



