MY OWN ACRE 



long as this tree, but may your children's chil- 

 dren and their children sit under its shade." 

 Said Felix Adler to his hemlock-spruce, " Vivat, 

 crescat, floreat"; and a sentiment much like it 

 was implied in Sol Smith Russell's words to the 

 grove's master as they finished putting in his 

 linden together for he was just then propos- 

 ing to play Rip Van Winkle, which Joseph Jef- 

 ferson had finally decided to produce no more: 

 "Here's to your healt', undt der healt' of all 

 your family; may you lif long undt brosper." 



We the first person singular grows tiresome 

 we might have now, on our acre, a tree 

 planted by Joseph Jefferson had we thought in 

 time to be provided with a sapling, growing, in a 

 tub. Have your prospective souvenir tree al- 

 ready tubbed and waiting. This idea I got from 

 Andrew Carnegie, with whom I had the honor 

 to plant an oak at Skibo Castle and from whom 

 I, like so many others, have had other things 

 almost as good as ideas. Have your prospective 

 souvenir tree tubbed and the tub sunk in the 

 ground, of course, to its rim. Then the dear 

 friend can plant it at any time that he may 



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