and night and breathing forth for humanity 
a pure atmosphere. When I become de¬ 
pressed with worldly events, I go straight to 
my trees. Just as they absorb the noxious 
qualities in the air, so they consume my un¬ 
pleasant thoughts and my mind is once more 
capable of producing peaceful and helpful 
problems. 
If one would but observe the crest of a 
tree, no matter how small or mighty it may 
be, one would find it ever looks upward, 
heavenward, glorifying in its glossy shroud 
that is supported by many grateful out¬ 
stretching arms, enduring the stormy days 
with the sunny with perfect equanimity. 
Is this not an emblem of what true man¬ 
hood should be? 
Do trees not stimulate, conserve and dis¬ 
tribute rainfall? 
Do trees not furnish a multiplicity of ma¬ 
terials indispensable to the progress of a 
nation? 
Are they not a blessing as well as an orna¬ 
ment on any land? 
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