MOUNT RAINIER NATURE NEWS NOTES
||July 1st, 1928 Summer Season
TO THE "SILVER FOREST"
(with apologies to Longfellow)
This was the forest primeval! The murmering firs
and the hemlocks,
Disfigured by careless vandals--scarred and devoid
Stand as silent reminders: as proof of some human
Stand like martyrs of old, hushed and grim in the
This was the forest primeval, but where is its
Which for ages before had sheltered and cared for
Where is the frollicking chipmunk, the graceful
deer or the beaver,
Where are the birds whose jubilant notes prevaded
After they have fled--dislodged from their homes
in the forest.
Compelled to retreat to safety or remain to a death
in the flames
Which lashed by the winds into sweltering fury,
devoured the timber.
For naught but destruction lies in the path of
You, who believe in conserving for constant possession,
You, who include in your heart a love of the wild life--
To refresh YOUR mind and spirit by contact with nature
Watch -- lest you kindle a spark of destruction!
C. F. Brockman