Plant in the spring-time the beautiful trees,
So that in future each soft summer breeze,
Whispering through tree-tops may call to our mind,
Days of our childhood then left far behind.

Days when we learned to be faithful and true;
Days when we yearned our life's future to view;
Days when the good seemed so easy to do;
Days when life's cares were so light and so few.

_Second pupil._

Plant trees for beauty, for pleasure and for health;
Plant trees for shelter, for fruitage and for wealth.

_Third pupil._

NOBILITY.

True worth is in _being_, not _seeming_,
In doing each day that goes by
Some little good--not in the dreaming
Of great things to do by and by.

--ALICE CARY.

_Fourth pupil._

PLANTING OF TREES.