Evening star., 1933-02-08

has achieved much for trees as a group.
| AT this time of year, however, ones
| feeling for trees veers from the senti-
| mental to one of solid respect, as the
| listener hears them swishing in the
wind, bending before it, but always
coming upright again.
This quality of sturdiness, surely, is
what makes q tree q tree, before every
| thing else. Perhaps it is the same
| quality which makes man man, be-
| fore everything elSe-to be able to stand
the buffets Of outrageous fortune, what
ever they are, and not be blown COM
pletely down by them.
This stanchness is what gives a
ship its immemorial qualities in gale.
Nothing has ever displaced timber here,
and it does not seem that anything ever
will
Every ship is tree, then. in action,
uprooted and displaced, to serve the will
of man, but still retaining its old
time virtues
Something pleasing there Is in the
thought that still, afloat or ashore, a
tree finds itself when it is resisting its
old enemy, the wind.
The benefit of an enemy is that he
makes one resist.
All through the ages the antagonist
of the tree tribe has been the wind.
And the wind always wins, at last
Either tree is blown down while
stanch, or after it dies. The only
thing that saves tree from the wind is
man, who comes with his ak ahead of
time.
Winds are so familiar to every human
being that no one ever stops to think
just exactly what wind is, after all.
In sense, a wind doesn't exist
IT ic inst air in motion and fhara-
fore is air, not wind, per Sc.
Breeze or gale or blast, wind IS nat
ural molten of air.
The result of pressure, and varying
temperatures, wind is just air, and in
visible as air. One can not see a wind
except by what it does, the effects it
creates. 1t is one of the few things in
creation whose noise lives up to its
deeds, whose bite" is as bad as its
bark"
There are fair winds and contrary
winds, winds which are hot cold, vari-
able, whistling-indeed, it's an i'll wind
which blows nobody good.
The word has entered into the life
OF the people of the whole world.
Sounds and scents are carried on
winds; one "goes like the wind" or
there is something in the wind" Let
D.
must take the wind out of his sails.
If we SOW the wind, we reap the
whirlwind; they came from the four
winds; he is windbag.
Boys talk about getting their sec
ond wind" common phenomenon in
running, especially long distance.
The gardener knows the windfowers
(name for the anemone). Even IN
mechanical America there are thou
sands of windmills to be seen upon the
landscape.
All of us are looking for a windfaIl
(fruit blown down; figutative, unex-
pected good fortune)
If We fight windmills," we tilt at
imaginary foe or grievance, in memory
of Don Quixote.
All of us are in constant debt to our
windpipes, and want our homes to be
windtight.
Ordinarily we never stop to think
that wind is invisible. except by its re-
suits, that, however varying these
signs, from the tinkling of small bits
OF glass in slight breeze, to the de-
struction Of cities in a great windstorm.
the wind itself is among the invisible
things. known only by its deeds. There
are sermons here for those whose minds
run to them naturally; such minds are
Natures too, as much as the very wind
whose power, in the night, stirs them to
contemplation,