146 IN CAMP AND CANOE 



Dr. Lundy closes his privately printed book * (which 

 it was my privilege to review, shortly after the death 

 of my revered friend, in Shooting and Fishing of Jan- 

 uary 26, 1893) with the following verse : 



"A life in tlie woods for me ; 



A camp by the crystal stream, 

 Where all is fresh and free, 



And pure as a maiden's dream ; 

 Where the birds their revels keep, 



And the deer go bounding by ; 

 Where the night breeze rooks to sleep. 



With its sweetest lullaby." 



Surely it becomes every true lover of the woods to 

 raise his voice, whenever and wherever the opportu- 

 nity offers, for their preservation. Settlers and others 

 in this New "World are too apt to regard a forest-tree 

 as an enemy. " Cut it down," is the battle - cry ; 

 " why cumbereth it the ground ?" I would that all 

 such would bear in mind the quaint remark of an old 

 writer on forest-trees quoted by Evelyn : " Trees and 

 woods have twice saved the world, first by the Abk, 

 then by the Ckoss, making full amends for the evil 

 fruit borne by the Tree in Paradise by that which 

 was borne on the Tree in Calvary." 



John Evelyn, already referred to, wrote his Sylva 

 during the reign of the last of the Stuart kings, fore- 

 seeing that the time would come whpn England would 

 have to be supplied with her building material from 

 other lands. 



The establishment, in somewhat recent years, of 



* 2'Ae Saranac Exiles. 



