A ''Board Walk" of the Woods 



That sweet, omnivorous, good-look- 

 ing girl you admire so much is com- 

 posed for the most part of cow, wheat, 

 pig, potato and chicken, with a few 

 fish and onions thrown in for good 

 measure. The cow is grass, the pig 

 is corn, slops and clover, with an occa- 

 sional spring chicken or lump of coal 

 by way of relish. The girl has the 

 power to develop beauty out of these 

 substances, just as the rose elaborates 

 fragrance and color from black dirt, 

 fortified by common barnyard manure 

 — if you don't put it too near the roots. 

 Wonderful machines, are we not? All 

 building, and then decaying, along 

 parallel lines; with the same old sub- 

 stances worked over a million different 

 times into a million different girls and 

 roses, world without end; the "food 

 cycle" eternally traversed. 



Resuming our walk, you all know 



that the unhurt child fears no injury. 



Never having been stepped on as yet, 



your ant or spider is not on the look- 



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