SWAYING TREE TOPS 



Separated from the continual supply 

 of fresh country product, fifty years 

 would suffice to make the city the 

 destroyer of itself. 



I raise a voice against the attrac- 

 tion of the city. I praise the country. 

 Preferably five years of country, 

 than seven of life in a city that I 

 know. A life of quietness, thought- 

 fulness, and simplicity by lake or 

 mountain or on plain will make the 

 genuineness of thought and purity of 

 blood of which great life that walks 

 the earth and rises heavenward must 

 ever be composed. 



So ran my meditation by the quiet 

 lake at sunset. The sky, westward, 

 red at the horizon, was shading into 

 orange toward the zenith. One cloud, 

 a floating bit of glory, went away to 



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