SWAYING TREE TOPS 



spring green to-day, when we can 

 walk above ground. We shall not 

 get much enjoyment to-morrow, 

 when they let us down slowly into a 

 dark hole that shuts away the view of 

 gorgeous tree or greening bush. To- 

 day the door swings wide on hinges, 

 to-morrow the lid is screwed down. 



I have no apology to offer for the 

 lack of plot in these chapters. I have 

 made each as complete as I could. 

 They are not models of style, nor 

 anything, that I know. I have tried, 

 and am trying, to say something to 

 offset the notion that the city is the 

 mecca of life. I would call heart and 

 mind back to the world God has 

 made. Let us cease to worship our 

 own handiwork, for it is just such 

 stuff as any man could make. Sup- 



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