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~~. ----Rag grown from a fe=syinsangg t 20 acres in extent and it now ee wars covered. a Twili Have Planted 50,000 Acres of Trees P By Dr. C. D. Howe, President, Canadian Forestry Assoclation. At the Ontario Forestry Station at, Si Williams, about 500 acres are now | uader plantations and the nursery cintains upwards of 15,000,000 young tices. There are about 5,000,000 more seedlings at the two subsidiary nur- series, one at Orono, Durham County, ard the other at Midhurst, in Simcoe | County, established last year. The | mother nursery - in Norfolk County snce its establishment has - distri buted around 6,000,000 seedlings, ¢hiefly to farmers, for the planting up »f waste places, or at the rate of 350,- planted by private companies during | the past 20 years, and suppose that they were planted at the rate of 1,200 400 seedlings a year. At the present time it supplies a great 'deal of material for planting in the co-operative arrangements be- tween the Counties and Municipalities as well as stock for fixing 700 acres of shifting sand in Prince Edward County; in all over a million seedlings and cuttings were distributed last year. May Restock White Pine. The production of 20,000,000 seed-| lings in the Ontario Provincial nurser- ies is preparatory to the Government's plan of reforesting 10,000 acres of waste land in Old Ontario, each year for at yeast 60 years. The Provincial Farester estimates that 600,000 plant- ed acres, all within 100 miles of the principal markets, eventually would yield more sawlog material than is now gleaned from over eleven million acres of timber limits under license scattered from -one end of the Pro- vince to the other. A farest nursery was established in the Province of Quebec at Berthier- ville in 1908, and since that time about four million seedlings have been dis- tributed for private planting and in addition more than 300 acres of shift- ing sand areas have been reclaimed. The latter is the beginning of the For- est Service program of reforesting as much as possible of the three million acres of waste land within the Pro- vince. Quebec has also under con- sideration the establishment of com- munal forests. What the Companies Are Doing. The planting of forests in Canada is not confined to Government organi- zations. It is a notable and significant fact that certain pulp and paper com- panies are carrying on reforestation programs, the leader in this work be- ing the Laurentide Company at Grand Mere, Quebec. The forester of this company established a nursery in 1912. In the eleven years the nursery rods .we find that in the neighborhood of 150,000 acres trees, or at the rate of 2,600 acres a year for the past twenty years. It is The Riordon Company established a forest. nursery and has reforested about 300 acres. The Abitibi Com- pany and the Spanish River Company have forest nurseries and are initiat- ing reforestation programs. I can find no statements in the vari- ous official reports as to the extent of the area under fores plantations in Canada. If, however, we take the num- ber of seedlings known to have been distributed by the Dominion and Pro- vincial organizations, and the areas per acre, and allow a 20 per cent. loss, have been planted to only fair to point out, however, that 'only a small portion of this area is what would be strictly -called forest plantation. Much the greater portion consists of shelter belts and small patches of waste land on farms. So far as I am able to ascertain, there are about 6,000 acres of actual forest plan- tations, for the purpose of timber pro- duction alone, in Eastern Canada. A Profitable Investment. Forest planting for purposes of tim- ber production will without doubt re- sult in profitable investment in the older portions of the country where markets are near and adequate fire protection is assured, but neither of the two later condiions applies on much the greater portion of our for- ested area. Here in most cases arti- ficial reforestation is not indicated. The function of forest planting is to supplement our main forestry effort, which is the guidance of Nature's creative and regenerative forces in the forest. > BE ES -- Tia ok n¥®iods of b . Minister (sternly)--"I want to satls- | with other persdns is praise. Unimag- a tim oa' ~4s =a = Es Nephew--{'Do you know, Auntie, it's a hundred years ago since bicycles were invented Auntie Clhra--"Just fancy! Isn't it wonderful how they wear!" --From London Opinion. Sellifg the Ocean. A lady living far inland was advised by her physician to get salt-water bathing. Withjher husband she went In the evening, when it happened thd tide was in, he went down to the bfach with a pail. See- ing a man atjwork, he asked if he would sell himfsome water. The man, recovering hiliself, said he would. "How much?"! "Fifty cents." The next morning the inlander came again, when the tide yas out. After his pur- chase, he remirked with commercial, zest, "By George, what a business you do!" Just 3 orrowed It. The doctor celled on a man who was | ill, and told thewife that she must put him into a recumbent position. "A what, doebr?" "A recumben' position," doctor. As soon as hehad gone, she went to a neighbor and said: "Mrs. Brown, could you lend me a recumbent posi- tion?" But Mrs. Brown was determined not to show her ignerance, and answered: "I'm very sorry,my dear, but I've just lent mine to Mx. Smith." 23 ves -, Killjoys. 0st practical and easy pl' _ 20" renalabions said the Amores through tears. Mountain Aerials. A large wireless station is being fit- ted up in Bavaria, which will have the distinction of being the only one of its kind in the world. Instead of having steel towers for aerials, this unique station will employ two high adjacent mountain peaks for the purpose. As the sides of the peaks are almost per- i pendicular they should prove ideal for broadcasting messages. Owing to the great height and length of the aerial, its ends will be attached to heavy, wagon-like appliances on the ground, these serving to balance the effect of wind pressure. Many long-distance records are ex- pected to be broken when the station is camplete and the mountain aerial gets into action, Dede Friendship. Oh, the comfort-----the inexpressible comfort of feling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pour- ing them all right out, just as they are --chaff and grain together--oertain that a faithful hand will sift them-- keep what is worth keeping--and with the breath of kindness blow the rest away. -- eee Smile. Someone has said that no smile is swikoutiful as tha one iat struggles If we oxnlyv sc Our 15,000,000 seedlings and transplants.{fy myself as to the contents of that: inative persons don't praise their fel- | afflictions and troubles aright we can The compay has planted 2,500 acres.| bottle!" Practically all the work has been done on purchased lands, not on leased under timber limit regulations. of this bottle, parson, 's all right." Woozy Wat--"Jes' 8' long as yer | to praise. lows becayse they can't find anything | soften and enrich our natures by our They are literalists, and | sufferings, our disappointments, or we lands | don't satisfy yerself with the contents ; they see all the errors. For them one | can turn them into instruments of tor- "error spoils an otherwise perfect page. ' ture. The Weaver of Rugs. The Weaver of Rugs has dreamed a dream And brooded the summer through; With tender love he's "plotted hid theme And now His dream's come true. He's spread His carpet over the Hilly Soft is its silken sheen Of red and the color of daffodils, Of rose and orange and green. And a patch of blue reflecting there The color of autumn skies; The pattern vague, but beyond coms pare 'Are these clear, mysterious dyes. Its knotted warp in the ground below Holds close its shimmering pile. The Weaver of Rugs has dreamed it 80,, And this is its Maker's smile. The Weaver of Rugs has dreamed a dream : And brocded the summer through, Over the forest, fleld and stream And now His dream's come true! --Beatrix Reynolds, PRC SS Outside. A dog and gun and the open fields, The tang of the autumn air; The savage thrill as the setter steals To the bob-white's grassy lair. The open road, a motorcar, The khaki clothes and all, A camping kit, a journey far, A primal gypsy call. The campfire's glow, the open sky, A bed beneath the trees, The solitude when embers die, The forest-scented breeze. A wooded lake, a towering crag, A hunter's kit and boat, The drinking place of the lordly stag, Wild geese and ducks afloat. The deep dark woods, where woodfol J dwell, Where rivers dash and foam-- The outdoors holds me in its spell. And there I feel at home! ----Cecil D. Basham{ Poor Chick Chick--""My, what a nice large red worm!" The Ege Hunters Among the Kwakiutl Indians My little expedition was slowly working its way up along the wild Pa- cific coast, walking about all the deep intruding fiords and "canals," and put- ting forth to sea to examine the mat- ing grounds of the sea fowl on the far- off reefs and uplifts. My assistant was a Kanaka from the South Sea Is- lands. Not only could he climb well, but he had prehensile toss, else he would have been hurled to his death from every precipitous cliff. "Don't go through Seymour Nar- rows," the old man said, "but thar is an island just below it full of cormor- ants and sea pigeons and oyster catchers and gulls." We thanked him. I verbally, and my man with a grunt, and off we set to; find a boat big enough to cross the, Gulf of Georgia. I finally made an ar- rangement with a man one would nct | expect to find on that rude shore. He was a Trinity M.A. Dublin, with a; golden beard and a face that reminded me strongly of the face in the photo- graph taken from the painting, done, it was said, while He was on earth, of the Master. (This was exhibited in the window of the Y.M.C.A. in New York, 1877-80. He had a house on the shore but he lived in the big flat bot- tomed boat I was trying to hire. He bade me take the wheel after we had gone up the narrow waters, and beaded out over the sandheads for the open gulf. The steamer was ninety feot long, flat below as the proverbial | pancake, and as she failed to sink her | twin screw when launched, the eccen- tric owner simply laid beds of cement | on her inside bottom until the screws | There was a tall stool in the wheel house, and I was promptly thrown from that the moment we entered the | great so'east swell that was running! in the Gulf. Every time that awful | craft slid down a trough she plumped ! her blunt bow deeply into the retreat-! ing sea, and threw geysers over the wheelhouse. I steered .a drunken] course up that unknown water. Once, | on the way up, we met a gasoline] boat from Alaska. Scenes of the Gulf of Georgia--By Bonnycastle Dale. red below the waterline right down to | birds sprang aloft in a frenzy of rage ran about and found many of the nests the keel--I saw it all. - J After thirty and fear and circled high above the miles of this hard struggle with her island. Again they settled on the still bluntships, we neared the Mittlenatch, | warm eggs, and again silence fell on an uninhabited island six miles below | the Mittlenatch. Seymour Narrows, which were roar- ing like bulls at the full running tide. For just a week the Kanaka and I noted and counted and located and Directly ahead of us was "The meet- photographed the eggs of that nesting ing of the waters," where the two great tides that run up and down the Gulf meet--a line of mad, white, danc- ing waves cutting the sea in twain. Down rattled the anchor in a beauti- ful bay, and I bade that strange M.A. farewell. He told me as he rang for steam--"Indians will visit you in a bit,--treat them well--bad lot--" and off plunged Mrs. Flathottom. They had landed us in the small boat and promised to call in thirty days' time. The long wide island was an uplift that had broken from off the mainland in some convulsion of nature, and all its strata of rocks pointed sky- ward. A host of sea fowl and gulls rose screaming before us. "Kan" and 1 carried the duffle up and put up the tent. Fully a hundred gulls were sit- ting on the nests right across from the tent door, and all the rocks cover- ed with guillimot sea pigeons) or oyster catchers, or big black cormor- ants screaming and flapping wildly overhead. I estimated, before the sun set, that there were a thousand birds on the Mittlenatch, a large proportion of which had eggs, the gulls four, the guillimots two, the oyster catchers three, the cormorants three or four. So that here were fully 2,500 eggs there for us to guard (as I had re- ceived a trust from the head of the government to try and preserve the eggs on all the breeding isles I visit- ed). There was night that lacy a silvery moon with a mass of racing, clouds between, and the nesting birds ! were late in sleeping. Until ten o'clock various whimpering notes came from the dark ledges where the nests lay, then all was still as though the island were deserted. Suddenly across the face of the moon flew a great owl-- She was painted | "Who-who-00" and all the nesting Yo host. We found well over 2,000. One night I heard the regular splash, splash! of paddles and, craning my head out of the tent, I saw a great, long, high-powered canoe go silently by, a ghost of former Kwakiutl riders. We were up before daylight and Kan pointed to the high crest of the uplift. There stood a klootchman with child on back and egg basket on arm. We with broken eggs in them or empty of all eggs, and we hastened and caught up with the oldest man of the raiders. - "Kla-how-ya!" I called. "Kla-how- ya!" he answered. "(How are you)" in Chinook. This is a dialect of the entire coast formed of English, French Spanish, Indian." "Iktah mika mamook?"' I cried. "(What do you do?)" cee "Kahtah mika" he called. "What ails you)." I told him in broken Chi- nook and English that the eggs must not be taken. He told me his father and his father before him gathered eggs when the wild onion (garlic) was hE, ; ol, up. I asked him how many: "Many times what they get now," he replied. Then I told him that if they did take these eggs every year the little ones among them would not have any eggs left to gather when they grew up, and then he said: "Yaka hyas solleko™ ("we are very hungry)" and off they r went, fliling their baskets and break: ing the oldest eggs so that new ones would be laid. Of course we wera powerless. My only weapon in any wild country is my tripod for my camera and there were twenty of them to two of us, so they despoiled the is- land. : Not only do they gather the eggs in late May, if any, and all of June and part of July, but they set fire to the dry vegetation on the top of the great uplift, "so that onions grow next year," they told me, and then any young in the nests unable to fly are burned to death. If they rob, as we saw them in June, the full clutch of four eggs of the Glacous winged gullg then the next clutch would be but twa and if that was taken the third but one. No wonder there are only a few hundred gulls and seafowl on any of these far-off breeding grounds. The ones that lle off in the Pacific, where the tiderips howl and "overfalls" occur (boiling up of waters from the wild in- rush of the tides into narrowing chan- nels) are rarely visited by white men, but are regularly robbed by the In- dians. The whites do eat the eggs of the gulls; the yolks are very red and the egg tastes strong. I made my last visit there some years ago (1911) and the Indians gath- ered eggs and garlic stiil. I asked the old chief: "Have ycu seen Chief Chaco of the Naas?" I had been there lately and had the photograph of the old In- dian with the devil fish he had taken to eat. I pulled the picture from my pocket and held 'it towards him.-- "Kla-how ya-Kla-how-ya!" "(Goodday! Goodday!)" he muttered, retreating rapidly. His halfbreed son-inn-law told me that he came home and said "Tall man got Chief Chico in h¥ pocket--AH! !"