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"Dear angel," cried the tree, "can you not hear the footsteps of some one approaching? Why do you leave me?" DEAR ANGEL CRIED THE TREE CAN YOU NOT HEAR THE FOOTSTEPS OF ONE APPROACHING WHY DO YOU LEAVE ME
 of what he said, for he spoke always of the Child who was to become the Master; and always when thus he talked, he caressed the little tree, and stroked its branches and leaves, and moistened them with his tears. It all was so very strange that none in the forest could understand. So the years passed, the angel watching his blooming charge. Sometimes the beasts strayed toward the little tree and threatened to devour its tender foliage; sometimes the woodman came with his axe, intent upon hewing down the straight and comely thing; sometimes the hot, consuming breath of drought swept from the south, and sought to blight the forest and all its verdure: the angel kept them from the little tree. Serene and beautiful it grew, until now it was no longer a little tree, but the pride and glory of the forest. One day the tree heard some one coming through the forest. Hitherto the angel had hastened to its side when men approached; but now the angel strode away and stood under the cedars yonder. HEY UNDERSTOOD LITTLE OF WHAT HE SAID FOR HE SPOKE ALWAYS OF THE CHILD WHO WAS TO BECOME THE MASTER AND ALWAYS WHEN THUS HE TALKED HE CARESSED HIS LITTLE TREE AND STROKED ITS BRANCHES IN LEAVES AND MOISTENED THEM WITH HIS TEARS IT ALL WAS SO VERY STRANGE THAT NONE IN THE FOREST COULD UNDERSTAND SO THE YEARS PASSED THE ANGEL WATCHING HIS BLOOMING CHARGE SOMETIMES THE BEASTS STRAYED TOWARD THE LITTLE TREE AND THREATENED TO DEVOUR ITS TENDER FOLIAGE SOMETIMES THE WOODMAN CAME WITH HIS AXE INTENT UPON HEWING DOWN THE STRAIGHT AND COMELY THING SOMETIMES THE HOT CONSUMING BREATH OF DROUGHT SWEPT FROM THE SOUTH AND SOUGHT TO BLIGHT THE FOREST AND ALL ITS VERDURE THE ANGEL KEPT THEM FROM THE LITTLE TREE SERENE AND BEAUTIFUL IT GREW UNTIL NOW IT WAS NO LONGER A LITTLE TREE BUT THE PRIDE AND GLORY OF THE FOREST ONE DAY THE TREE HEARD SOME ONE COMING THROUGH THE FOREST HITHERTO THE ANGEL HAYAT HASTENED TO ITS SIDE WHEN MEN APPROACHED BUT NOW THE ANGEL STRODE AWAY AND STOOD UNDER THE CEDARS YONDER
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