THE TREES OF WYOMING 



. . . AND . . . 



HOW TO KNOW THEM. 



AVEN NELSON. 



INTEREST IN NATURE. 



"In Nature's infinite book of secrecy, 

 A little I can read." Shakespeare. 



How DEVELOPED. We are, as a matter of course, 

 indifferent to individuals and subjects to which we are 

 strangers. Personal interest in and love for a thing are 

 the result of intimate acquaintance with the worthy ob- 

 ject. We read of love at first sight, but that affection 

 that makes us willing to serve and defend the one or the 

 thing that we cherish is evolved only through continued, 

 helpful association. No subject of human interest has 

 been promoted or defended worthily except by those who 

 were its friends because they had real knowledge of its 

 worth. The beauties of literature are evident to those 

 only who through intimate knowledge of it are prepared 

 to feel its power. Science is advanced by those who have 

 comprehended its aims and are thereby made its devotees. 

 Nature appeals with feeble voice to him who is a stranger 

 to her. A Thoreau, a Burroughs and a Lubbock were 

 cradled in her opulent lap and there learned the secrets 

 that they so lovingly express. 



THE CONDITION IN WYOMING. In this fair state 

 many of us seem to have been too busy to hold commun- 



