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Included among Chaser’s active ingredients are Cinchona 12x (for throbbing head, noise sensitivity), Nux vom 12x (for light sensitivity), and Quercus gland sp 6x (for dry mouth and throat...
...itself to death right on the South Lawn of the White House. A sad loss, but Gardener Irvin Williams has his eye on another sequoia to replace it. Thus does the life cycle on the White House grounds go on even as in the political world. The Benjamin Harrison Quercus coccinea dropped a limb over the fence onto Pennsylvania Avenue the other night. Nobody was underneath, thank goodness. But be wary. A 100-year-old scarlet oak has some privileges when it suddenly wearies. Nonetheless, the trunk of that tree is still sturdy, and it will be around...
...many more months. When the time comes, sound taps for a 150-year veteran. But be not despairing. Its twin is still healthy and firmly rooted by the south entrance to the White House, and its branches reach up to the windows of the Reagan bedroom. Lyndon Johnson's Quercus phellos has leaped from 15 ft. to 50 ft. in 13 years. Just like the man who planted it, the willow oak seems determined to be bigger and better than anything else within sight. Dwight Eisenhower's Quercus palustris is already 75 ft. tall and shows no sign of slowing...
...anything slowed down Herbert Hoover's Quercus alba, standing a proud 60 ft. In fact, the Hoover white oak has grown rotund, reminding visitors of the fellow who planted it 56 years ago. It makes you wonder if there is some mystic force in Irvin Williams' 18 acres where Nature imitates human nature. Williams has seen just about everything else in his 26 years of coaxing trees, flowers, grass, birds and squirrels to coexist on top of and among security alarms, underground cables and rooms. The battle is constant, but he loves it. There is Grover Cleveland's Acer palmatum...
...poetry or some current literary subject; Christopher Morley's The Bowling Green, in which the author ranged from his enthusiasm for Chaucer and Conan Doyle to accounts of his lecture tours; another column called Trade Winds, marked by the same weary whimsicality, in which a character called old Quercus, or young Quercus, or just young Q, commented on everything from misprints in best-sellers to catalogues of rare-book sales...