
This nearby, of a young Beech, gives 
vou an inkling of its interesting 
branch and twig formation. In an- 
other few years it will fill out to a 
surprising degree, with interlaced 
branches, and arrive at a shapeliness 
that will be an unending satisfaction. 
The Pewter 
Barked Beech 
T may be only the puppy-love youths who 
| carve hearts and lovers -knots on the smooth 
tempting bark of the Beech tree. But cut-in 
initials of many a grown-up show the inclina- 
tion has no age limit. 
As characterful and majestic as are the Beeches 
when in full foliage, they are outstandingly in- 
teresting when frost turns the leaves a golden 
yellow and casts them fluttering to the ground. 
Then it is, you appreciate the pewter-like slow 
of the bark, and the surprising shape of the 
branches, and the laciness of the twiggery. 
As Winter progresses the bark seems to dull, 
only to come back in early Spring with a color 
of new glowing pewter. 
Some Beeches have drooping branches and like 
the Willows are called Weeping. Others have 
a rich bronze foliage, that striking though it be, 
blends most pleasingly with the green of other 
trees. 
There is a dignity, a certain majesticness about 
a Beech found in no other tree. But they are 
also a friendly sort with none of the austerity 
of the Oak. 
The surprising thing is, they take kindly to 
trimming and make one of the finest of hedges. 
Admittedly, not as quick to grow as the Arbor 
Vitae or Juniper. But well worth waiting a 
bit for. 
Furthermore, the Beech hasn't a single if—and 
—or—but about it. It’s justa glorious tree that is 
fine and sporting in any stage of growth. 
They can be planted with equal success in the 
Spring or Fall. Just bear that in mind. 
