Mrs. J. S. Adams

Capitolo 28

more from very, the sight widest, and the air more rarifieds and pure.




VIII.

THE OAK.


An old man and it experimented gardener you/he/she was looking at a tree for many
days whose branches and foliage didn't seem to refund him/it for his
care. "I see", he said, an a little sadly;  "the roots are not striking deep
enough:  they has to have a more fixed taking in the earth, and only the wind
and the fierce gust will do him/it."

Now it was sunset, and the faithful gardener put away his/her utensils, closed
the gates garden, and it went to his/her cottage. Soon a mass of dark clouds
started to gather on the horizon. "I am sorry to use so sour he/she wants to say,"
he said, while waving his/her hand in the direction of the clouds of wind;  "but the
tree has need to be more firmly rooted, and nothing but a violent wish of wind
help him."

A minimum, sound groaning overcame the air, while shaking every bush and
I plant with trees to his/her foundation.

"Oh, dear!" sighed the tree. "Oh, the cruel gardener, to send this
leave without breath! Will certainly eradicate me!"

The readied of the tree its branches like before arm for help, and it implored
the gardener to come and to save him/it from the terrible gusts. The flowers to
its feet were arched the heads, while the winds spread on their fragrance
him in struggle, storm-tost the tree.

"They doesn't complain him, as I do.  They cannot be suffering as I am", says
the tree, taking his/her breath to every word.

"They doesn't need the storm. The rain and the dew are all of them
desire", says a grapevine that you/he/she was working many years an old corpse
oak, once the pride of the garden. "I felt the gardener say a lot this
afternoon", the grapevine, that you have to be more firmly rooted continued;
and he has sent this wind for that purpose."

"I wonder if _I_ is the only thing in this garden that shaking of necessity,"
spoken the oak, rather indignantly. "There is a poor willow ended from
the pond that you/he/she is always crying and--"

"But", it interrupted the grapevine "that it is that of which it holds the beautiful sheet