G& Cure for Winter 
budded against the coming spring. All is ready, all 
is safe, the stores are all in. Quiet and a golden 
peace lie warm upon the fields. It is Indian summer. 
Such a mood is a necessary condition for the cure. 
Such a mood 7s the cure, indeed, for such a mood 
means harmony with earth and sky, and every wind 
that blows. In all his physical life man is as mucha 
part of Nature, and as subject to her inexorable laws, 
as the fields and the trees and the birds. I have seen 
a maple growing out of the pavement of a city street, 
but no such maple as stands yonder at the centre of 
my neighbor’s meadow. I lived and grew on the same 
street with the maple; but not as I live and grow 
here on the farm. Only on a farm does a man live in 
a normal, natural environment, only here can he com- 
ply with all the demands of Nature, can he find a cure 
for winter. 
To Nature man is just as precious as a woodchuck 
or a sparrow, but not more. She cares for the wood- 
chuck as long as he behaves like a woodchuck ; so 
she cares for the sparrow, the oyster, the orchid, and 
for man. But he must behave like a natural man, 
must live where she intended him to live, and at the 
approach of winter he must neither hibernate nor 
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