A PLEA FOR THE TREES.
TO THE WAYFARER.
Ye who pass by and would raise your hand against me, hearken ere you harm me. 1 am the heat of your hearth on the cold winter nights, the friendly shade screening you from the summer sun, and my fruits are refreshing draughts quenching your thirst as you journey on. I am the beam that holds your house, the board of your table, the bed on which you lie, and the timber that builds your boat. I am the handle of your hoe, the door of your homestead, the wood of your cradle, and the shell of your coffin. I am the bread of kindness and the flower of beauty. Ye who pass by, listen to my prayer! Harm me not.
The above may be seen set up in the parks in Portugal.
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Forest and Bird, Issue 30, 1 August 1933, Page 4
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141A PLEA FOR THE TREES. Forest and Bird, Issue 30, 1 August 1933, Page 4
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