AN ELFIN WOOD 



I 'HE tales brought home by travelers in unexplored lands 

 **■ have ever been received with some degree of incredulity. 

 Whether they be the airy fancies of a Gulliver, the downright 

 prevarications of Baron Munchausen, the more sober romanc- 

 ings of Marco* Polo, the circumstantial accounts of Heroditus, 

 or the marvellous relations of the modern globe-trotter, there 

 is a certain element in all that requires a liberal discount before 

 they can be accepted. If some of these gentlemen had only 

 possessed a kodak and had pressed the button at the proper 

 moment, they might have proved some of even their more re- 

 markable statements. 



The accompanying photograph, for instance, ought to go 

 a long way toward proving that the country of the Lilliputians 

 is not entirely one of Dean Swift's fancies. At least here is 

 an ordinary man, who is at present connected with this maga- 

 zine, standing in a forest of old and mature oaks and pines 

 which do not reach above his knees. By careful examination 

 one may see the pine cones on the plants in the left half of the 

 picture. The oaks also^ are in fruit though the acorns on ac- 

 count of their size are no^t so conspicuous. Some of the trees 



