Have you learned to know the pale villain of the open woods—the deadly amanita, for whose fearful poison no remedy is known?
Have you learned to overcome the poison ivy that was once so feared—now so lightly held by those who know?
Have you proved the balsam fir in all its fourfold gifts—as Christmas tree, as healing balm, as consecrated bed, as wood of friction fire?
Do you know the wonderful medicine that is in the sky?
Have you tasted the bread of wisdom, the treasure that cures much ignorance, that is buried in the aisle of Jack-o-Pulpit's Church?
Can you tell what walked around your tent on the thirtieth night of your camp-out?
Then are you wise. You have learned the twelve secrets of the woods. But if you have not, come and let us teach you.
WEATHER WISDOM