Word: timbered
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...tall timber, where little light comes through, you may run a trail almost anywhere; there is often little to do but blaze the route. But even here there will be an occasional tree that has fallen of old age, and it will be a big one. you must chop or saw through it, perhaps twice, very likely an hour's real work. Out of this forest you may pass into a section where a storm has wreaked navoc. All the big trees are down, and a new forest, head high, is growing up so thick that (as has been said...
Thus Bernard Mead, timber magnate of Pauquette, Wis. There comes a day when, surrounded by his female relatives, including his spinster aunts, querulous mother, prolific wife and lusty offspring, he begins talking wildly of "seeing through" the eternal moil of creatures struggling to exist, acquire, mate and reproduce. He "sees through" to the essential, motile miracle of living?or something like that; neither he nor Miss Gale can quite express it. His wife sends for an alienist. He rushes off to Alia Locksley, the waiting one, hoping she will understand his prodigious discovery. But she is only sex-hungry...
...River, which itself finally reaches the San Joaquin valley at Bakersfield. Emerging into the pass, we came out on a broad granite plateau sloping gently west, an abrupt change from the tremendous cliffs skirted by the trail coming up from the east, and soon descended to first water and timber line, following Rock Creek down to 9,500 feet, three miles above its final plunge into the tremendous canyon of the Kern. The rocky trail led through forests of lodge-pole pines, over rocky spurs and boulders, and through occasional lovely glades...
Near Strongs, Mich., one Dr. John F. Deadman, veterinarian, talked softly and whistled to a full-grown timber wolf caught in a trap, calmed it, released it, in three days had it so tame he could stroke it, feed it, lift its lips back, baring the fangs...
...been a long, smoldering wait for Governor Roland H. Hartley, but when he struck, he struck suddenly. Dr. Henry Suzzallo, the University President, had crossed his trail years ago, during the War, when he, Hartley, then a private citizen deep in timber operations, was having trouble with labor. The academician, as a member of the Labor Industries Board, had the audacity to suggest that timber operators put their crews on an eight-hour schedule, as in many another industry. In 1924, after Mr. Hartley's election and during his campaign for a superboard to manage all state education (instead...