THE ARBOR DAY LADY 
23 
“SMALL BEGINNINGS.” 
A traveler through a dusty road 
Strewed acorns on the lea; 
And one took root and sprouted up, 
And grew into a tree. 
Love sought its shade, at evening, to 
Breathe its early vows; 
And age was pleased, in heat of noon, 
To bask beneath its bows. 
The dormouse loved its dangling 
Twigs, the birds sweet bore; 
It stood a glory in its place, a blessing ever¬ 
more. 
Take the advantage of every occasion for 
planting trees. 
