Gy J Way-Atcha, the Coon—-Raccoon 
‘ 
‘) woodsman loves his wild and screaming yaup, even 
yi *, as he loves the Indian Song that holds in its bars 
» ¥ the spirit of the burning wood. 
17 \, If you will help him tell these things and make 
‘  (4them touch the world as they have touched him, 
™“. the unspeakable forester shall not work to the bitter 
y end his sordid way, the hollow tree shall stand, and 
( the ring-tailed hermit of the woods not pass away, 
‘nor his wind-song in the Mad Moon cease. 
If he has a message, we know it not in formal 
phrase, but this perhaps: He is symbol of the things 
that certain kindly natures love; and if the nation’s 
purblind councillors win their evil way, so his 
hollow tree with himself should meet its doom, it 
means the final conquest of the final corner of our 
land by the dollar and its devotees. Grant I may 
long be stricken down before it comes. 
WA ders in the night, and why he sings, and why the 
THE HOME-SEEKERS 
March, with its ranks of crows and rolling drum 
calls from the woodwale, was coming in different 
moods to own the woods. The sun had gone, and 
a soft starlight on the slushy snow was bright 
enough for the keen eyes of the wood-prowlers. 
Two of them came; quickly they passed along a 
lying trunk, through the top of the fallen tree, 
