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channel of White Creek the other day when 

 the offering of the broad hillside waa being, 

 received by the larger stream. From every 

 side the little rivulets were bringing their 

 treasure and pouring it without stint into the 

 keeping of the main curreut. The scene was in- 

 spiring. Each rill sang its own song, the brook 

 itself blending and harmonizing the many strains^ 

 making the occasion a concert long to be remem- 

 bered. I turned away from it all with the feel- 

 ing that Mother Nature had given me a large 

 glimpse of some of the beautiful things in her 

 great house. 



For some reason there have been an unusual 

 number of woodpeckers in our hill country this 

 winter. I see them every day in my lawn trees, 

 busy I suppose with the many duties that fall to 

 their lot. As I see them they seem to have but 

 one object really in life. To all appearances eat- 

 ing is the one great duty and privilege that they 

 seek to honor with all their might. In a very 

 marked manner somebody is saying to them every 

 moment, "Dinner is served." And it is. The 

 table set for them is by far the largest extension 

 table I know. Wherever trees are standing there 



