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twisted limbs, and watch the sunlight glinting through 
the wood, lighting up the ruddy bark. 
The result of a tussle with a gale. One cold winter 
day, when the ground was white with the deep snow, 
a wind came out of the northwest which grew to a 

Fic. 287. Giants of the forest felled by man. 
gale. A terrific contest came on between the wind and 
the old pine. Younger elms and oaks, syeamores and 
pines, grown up since the pine’s old comrades had dis- 
appeared, bent their limbs and trunks with the gale and 
rocked to and fro. Now it seemed as if the slender 
limbs would be torn off. But they were lithe and 
yielding, and recovered and straightened from each 
heavy thrust of the gale. The old pine stood proud and, 
fixed, its litheness of limb nearly gone. A fierce gust 
of the wind snapped off a huge limb like a prpestem 
