=a not the tit-for-tat of the ruffian 
tempest; but they are far from 
being unlovely. They mind me 
of «Bob, Son of Battle.’ They 
and love to fisticuff with storm 
; winds. 
I do not well know the com- 
mercial uses of trees, nor care 
to. I know their character 
product, which is more to my 
| purpose, for | am not commer- 
cial; but with character I have 
good need for forming comrade- 
ship. Winter trees mean legiti- 
mate strife Not the conten- 
tion of the snarly and truculent, 
‘| who whips out sword and plies 
it at a word, but the battle 
method, which character never 
ceases to need; the battle that 
are in battle gusto and temper, | AY 
BIRCH-TREES 
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