22 
THE ARBOR DAY LADY 
She built the tiniest, cunning nest, 
Fit for a birdlings sweetest rest, 
And now if you listen you will hear, 
Trilling, twittering loud and clear, 
Bird-songs, merry and sweet and gay 
Gladdening all the summer day. 
“How friendly the pine is to man—so 
docile and available as timber, so warm and 
protective as shelter! Its balsam is salve to 
his wounds, its fragrance is long life to his 
nostrils; an abiding, perennial tree, tempering 
the climate, cool as murmuring waters in 
summer and like a wrapping of fur in 
winter.” 
—John Burroughs. 
