Canadian Forestry Journal, January, ipi6. 



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Forestry Tall^s for Young Folios 



A School in the Woods 



By James Lazvler. 



Once upon a time there was a boy. 

 Not the bad boy nor yet the good 

 boy, but just a boy. One morning 

 when he was going to his school he 

 decided he would run away. He 

 thought he would run aAvay from 

 school, but that is where he made a 

 mistake, as you will see. 



He ran on and on. He came to 

 the woods and then he ran harder 

 than ever till he began to feel that 

 he must be so far away from school 

 that he would never see it or hear it 

 again. After a while he began to 

 feel hungry and because he could 

 step on his head he knew it must be 

 dinner time. (Not his real head, of 

 course, but on the shadow of his 

 head, as he walked. Did you ever 

 try it to find out if it was near 

 noon?) 



He found that it was dinner time, 

 but he did not find the dinner, at 

 least not just then. After he had 

 walked on farther he saw a Jinnee 

 cleverly disguised as a man. He 

 knew he must be one of the Jinn be- 

 cause he had read about them in the 

 "Arabian Nights." This Jinnee ask- 

 ed him where he was going, and be- 

 ing a truthful boy and knowing that 

 it would be useless to try to deceive 

 the Jinnee, he said, "I have run 

 away from school." 



"You mean you have run away to 

 school," replied the Jinnee. 



"This is the forest," said the boy, 

 "and there are no schools in the 

 forest." 



"Did you never hear of a Forest 

 School?" asked the Jinnee. "Come 

 along and you will soon see one." 



"This is the for- 

 est," said the Boy, 

 "and there are no 

 schools in the for- 

 est," 



