Forest leaves . wned, each log and hillock neath the moon the snows have diamond eyes At night. Through the bare tops bright rays of sunlight glintAnd penetrate by day. Earths heart of flint Yields to the darken ; gainst the sky twigs redden the mystic life—elixirs charm. At winters knell. The old days, aye, the dear days, come to mind :Youth flouts the drifts waist-deep in glee to find The sweetest drip;Or, crowding round the kettles steaming merry pastimes, finds the best on tap At touch of lip. The old days, aye, the dear days past recall—The aut
Forest leaves . wned, each log and hillock neath the moon the snows have diamond eyes At night. Through the bare tops bright rays of sunlight glintAnd penetrate by day. Earths heart of flint Yields to the darken ; gainst the sky twigs redden the mystic life—elixirs charm. At winters knell. The old days, aye, the dear days, come to mind :Youth flouts the drifts waist-deep in glee to find The sweetest drip;Or, crowding round the kettles steaming merry pastimes, finds the best on tap At touch of lip. The old days, aye, the dear days past recall—The autumn here, and dead leaves over all The ripened sigh of lifes drear winter coming on ;Chill age, youths joyous thrill and vigor gone. Tomorrow, mute. But life and love, so very like the year,Must rise in resurrection from the tear That wets the land, than snows of March more pure—More fair than June, more glad than youth, more sure— We leave to God. Malone, N. Y. 22 FOREST A Thousand Welcomes, Brother Camper. By Harry V. Radford. There seems to be no limitation to the growth and development of the Adirondack Wilderness as a resort for the sportsman, tourist and rest-seeker. Each season sees a stream of men and women—old and young, strong and weak—who are growing to know and to love this region, -^-XJ^ pour into and over its wide expanse. They come from the dust- strewn,care-filled, nerve-racking cities andtowns of all America—and many from beyond America—and they troop,with joyous freedom, into the cool, odorous, life-renewing forests; climbthe glorious given hills and scan the majestic panoramas; paddle, row,sail over the blue lakes and up and down the winding rivers, photograph-ing, lily-picking and singing in very merriment; pitch their camps ingroves of murmuring pines and at the edges of shining sand beaches;stalk, rifle in hand, through the leafy forests; whip the trout streams;bathe in the crystal waters, veritable fountai
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