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connaissance since the Forest Service came into ex- 
istence and before, and I’ve never known a more 
difficult job than we have just completed nor met 
a better spirit than you’ve put into your work. 
We’ve run nearly a hundred and fifty miles of base- 
line, cruised more than two hundred and fifty 
thousand acres of timber and woodland and made 
thirty-two camps, and all in the roughest and most 
constantly difficult cruising country I’ve ever come 
across. Primarily we are working for a living. 
But in a sense we’ve gained something even more 
important by this season’s experience. We have 
been developed and changed by our daily tasks, 
and the habit of doing them, in spite of all obstacles, 
honestly. We have broadened our point of view by 
the associations made here in the woods and through 
a better understanding of one another. We are dif- 
ferent men from those who started out in May. I 
want you to know that I feel deeply the value of it 
all to myself and that I am certain that though we 
separate now to the four winds the results of our 
summer’s experience will remain with each of us 
through life.’’ 
We were rather surprised by this speech. Frazer 
was essentially undemonstrative, and we knew that 
he felt all and more than he had said. And his talk 
gave us a sort of lonesome, empty feeling. When he 
spoke of parting, it was as if some friend had died. 
Never again, we thought, would there be such days 
for any of us. Yet we knew that we were the better 
