PINEHURST OUTLOOK
FOR THE YOUNG FOLKS
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Reopened Deceaiber 15th, having been closed for extensive structural
alterations, improvements, re decorating and ie-fnrLi5hing. All bedrooms
now have baths and running water.
W. M BARSE, Manager
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Hotel Continental
Opposite Union Station Plaza
Washington, D. C.
A. W. CHAFFEE, Manager
Rates $1.50 Per Day and Upward
NEEDLEWORK NOVELTIES
EXHIBITION ROOM
HIGHLAND PINES INN
Weymouth Heights
SOUTHERN PINES, N. C.
The Magnolia
PINEHURST, N. C.
Steam Heat, Electric Lights, Excellent Tabl
SOUTHERN FINES HOTEL,
Southern flnK, If. :.
J. L. POTTLE & SON. Managers
Hand loom rug weaving by native weaver
Native potter and potter's wheel
Indian basket weaver Colored wood carver
Arts and Crafts Shop
General Office Building
LIFT-THE LATCH TEA ROOM
Pinebluff, N. C
The Misses Little.
Buckhorru
Lithia Water
Delightfully Palatable and
Exceptionally Soft and Pure
ON SALE AT
Pharmacy and all Hotels
in Pinehurst
Buckhorn Lithia Water Co.
Spring: Bullock, N. C. Henderson, N. C.
Bethlehem Country Club
BETHLEHEM
White Mountains, New Hampshire
Superb 6000-yard golf course and new Club
House. Weekly Tournaments. Thirty Hotels,
Hundreds of Cottages.
"Ask Mr. Abbe" at The Holly Inn
Your Summer Tour
Will be incomnlete. withnnt
a run through picturesque DIXVILLE NOTCH
xou wui una mere the best service and homelike comfort
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Write for interesting illustrated booklet.
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The Old Tree That Talked to
Ad wiif u rout Jack
JACK rode down the
long hill, the setting
sun shining full in his
face. He had been over
at the saw mill and had
decided to ride round
past the "old place," as
his grandfather's old
home was called. It
had been "Granny's" delight when Jack
was a "little tad" to take him on her
knee and tell him of the early days before
the fine, new house had been built when
she and grandfather were young and had
started out together in a new land and
in a new, one-room log house, f Jack
soon arrived at the old log house. The
roof was about gone, a few boards and
rotting shingles hanging in place as if
reluctant to go lest the rains and snows
should enter the room they had so
long helped to shelter. The windows no
longer held sashes, and looked like huge
today had the courage to fight their way
through hardships and dangers as had
dear old grand-dad and granny.
"They alone could not have weathered
all the storms." It was a low, aged
voice coming from the wall against
which Jack sat. Jack straightened up
and looked behind him. No one was
there. "They alone could not have en
dured," again said the voice. "I and my
brothers were of great value to them.
We warmed, fed and sheltered them."
"Who are you that speak?" asked Jack,
wondering and dazed, for while the voice
was distinct and near no creature was to
be seen.
"I am the tree which helps to form
this wall against which you lean to rest
vour back," replied the. voice. "Would
you like my story?"
"Oh, please go on," said Jack eagerly,
softly, fearfully.
"Well," resumed the voice, growing
stronger with Jack's encouragement, "it
was many, many, years ago that I began
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blind eyes staring at Jack as he rounded
the clump of trees and rode right into
the dooryard.
Tying his horse to a great tree in the
yard, Jack entered the house and went
to the corner where was an empty,
blackened fireplace. About that fire
place his grandparents had gathered
their first little ones, and there apples
and chestnuts had been roasted on cold
winter nights while warmth glowed
within. To the rear of the main house
which consisted of but one large room
had in later years been built two other
rooms of wood. But they had rotted
away.
Jack sat on the hearth stone, his mind
running back to other days. He pic
tured the house as grandfather had built
it for his bride. They had weathered
many a storm together, had built up a
good home ; had eventually grown to be
what the world calls rich ; had outgrown
the "old place," and had made for them
selves and family a better one. Jack
wondered how many young couples of
to grow out of the ground. I was some
thing over a hundred years old as men
count time when the white man came
into the forest where I stood. We had
watched the life about us with much
interest. Like human beings, our own
kind faded and died. But only after
many, many centuries of life. And as
the aged gave way to decay, the young
ones sprang up about them. Thus the
forest was ever fed, growing denser and
more splendid with each generation.
"Well, the white man came. He came
and conquered the red brother and he
also conquered us the forest trees. He
killed his red brothers or drove them out
to lands farther toward the setting sun.
He cut us down and made houses of us
to shelter him and fires to keep him
warm and to cook the wild creatures he
found living in our midst. He sold us to
people living in places where timber did
not grow. Then he took the money he
derived from the sale and bought himself
food and raiment.
"But we were not always unhappy