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the companionship of his bluebirds, chipmunks, and 

 pine trees. 



This is best. And the question most frc(jucntly 

 asked me is, How can I come by a real love for my 

 pine trees, chipmunks, and bluebirds ? How can I 

 know real companionship with nature.? 



How did the boy along the starlit lake come by 

 it, — a companionship so real and intimate that the 

 very cliffs knew him, that the owls answered him, 

 that even the silences spoke to him, and the imaf^ery 

 of his rocks and skies became a part of the inner 

 world in which he dwelt.? Simply by living along 

 Winander and hallooing so often to the owls that 

 they learned to halloo in reply. You may need to 

 be born again before you can talk the language of 

 the owls ; but if there is in you any hankering for 

 the soil, then all you need for companionship with 

 nature is a Winander of your own, a range, a haunt, 

 that you can visit, walk around, and get home from 

 in a day's time. If this region can be the pastures, 

 woodlots, and meadows that make your own door- 

 yard, then that is good; especially if you buy the 

 land and live on it, for then Nature knows that you 

 are not making believe. She will accept you as she 



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