FORESTRY, 



Tho' Hoods, "With time, soine roots have bared. 

 Blasts tbe limbs bave bent and gnarred, 

 Tbe bark by birds Is pecked and scarred, 

 Green stayed tbe crown and unimpaired ; 

 Sweet songsters' quiet nesting bertb. 

 It shelters now the timid herd. 



