FOEEST TEEES AND FOEEST SCENEEY 



gaining strength, the latter after a 

 few years push up their tops between 

 the open foliage of their protecting 

 " nurses." The white birch may be seen 

 performing this good office in many a 

 fire- scarred piece of woodland through- 

 out the Northeastern States. Often, 

 too, we see it standing a little apart, 

 as at the edge of a forest; its slender 

 branches drooping around the pure 

 white trunk and its agile leaves gleam- 

 ing as they wave in the light breeze. 

 It is like one of those single notes in 

 music that glide into universal harmony 

 with irresistible charm. 



The yellow birch, on the contrary, is 

 most beautiful in the depth of the for- 

 est. It is a large, useful tree. In the 

 Adirondacks I have often admired 

 its tall, straight trunk as it rose above 

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