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[[underlined]] eighteen     Leaves of Wesley Heights [[/underlined]]
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Published Monthly by
W. C. & A. N. MILLER
1119 Seventeenth Street
Washington, D.C.

MRS. GEORGE S. CARLL, JR., Editor
3020 45th Street--Telephone CLeveland 5690
MRS. ARTHUR B. FARNHAM, Advertising Manager
1119 Seventeenth Street--Tel. DEcatur 0610
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TEN YEARS OF EFFORT
TEN YEARS ago the community of Wesley Weights existed only in the minds of its developers. Today we find it a community of substantial homes, its residents reflecting the fine spirit of friendliness and civic consciousness which ha come to be associated with Wesley Heights wherever the community is known.
Regardless of economic conditions, the growth of Wesley Heights has continued steadily and conservatively, its residents composed of men and women who believe in the integrity of that important institution--the American home. Parents who recognize the value of environment have found Wesley Heights the ideal spots for play and its high altitude assures an abundance of pure air and sunshine. those of us who are fortunate enough to spend our lives in the community in which we were born realize the importance of permanent friendships and in Wesley Heights our children have the opportunity of making the friends they will need ad want in their adult lives.
Residence in a community of the type of Wesley Heights makes us keenly aware of the value of the permanence and stability of such a community. With our neighbors, we share the same ambition to establish homes that are all the beautiful world implies. Like them, also, we are interested in our gardens, wanting to make of them a proper setting for our homes.
But however fine a community of homes may be, it is not complete without those two institutions which are the very keystones of American family life--the church and the school. Within the past year both have been established in Wesley Heights, each one significant of the ideals for which it was founded.
Those to whom Wesley Heights is an ideal brought to fulfillment are justifiably proud of the community which they have had a part in developing. They recognize the indisputable fact that the building of houses does not constitute a community of homes, but they believe that their efforts to maintain certain high standards have had an important part in making Wesley Heights the exceptional community it is today.

THE COVER DESIGN
THE LEGATION of Bolivia in Forty-fourth Street in Wesley Heights, was chosen this month as the subject of the sketch for our cover page. The artist is Mr. Arthur B. Farnham, who is making a series of sketches of places of interest in the community. Later in the season we hope to present a number of garden sketches to be made from the very beautiful gardens of the community.
The sketch this month includes a view of the main doorway of the legation, a residence of much character and charm. [[//column 1]]
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[[image: line drawing of a caribou in the woods]]
MIGRATING CARIBOU
HUNTERS are oiling up their guns and watching the skies for the first north-flying wedge of wild geese. Spring is in the offing, frosty though the primes is; migrating creatures are stirring, and will soon be on the move.
And birds are not the only migrants, though they do not fly the farthest and attract the most attention. One of the most impressive of all animal migrations is that of the caribou, sometimes called the North American reindeer.
Ranging over the whole of Alaska with the exception of the western part of Seward peninsula and Bering Sea islands, the caribou is divided into several sub-species. IN the far northern tundras, subject to icy blasts from the pole and to a hard struggle for existence, he is smaller, dark gray in color, with longer, less branching horns.  In the Yukon Valley, where conditions are favorable there occurs an intermediate form, while at the headwaters of the Mananuska river and near Mount McKinley the caribou are the giants of their kind. These weigh six to seven hundred pounds and are next to the moose in size in the deer family. The Arctic species has been badly decimated by Eskimos and Indians, but the other two forms are very numerous. There must be many thousands of the animals, although an accurate census is impossible owing to their roving habits.
Just why caribou should journey over a thousand miles to the north each spring is a mystery unless they desire to escape the fly plague of the lowlands. While they are on the plateaus the calves are born and reared. The autumn migrations are definite and the caribou seem anxious to get to the winter quarters. Then it is they will march right through the streets of towns, unafraid of the loud barking of the dogs.

A GEOLOGICAL RELIC
PROBABLY everyone has noticed, perhaps without observing very exactly, the fine-twigged green stuff with very sharp-pointed, tiny leaves, used in Christmas wreaths and garlands under the name "ground pine." The name is not wholly inappropriate, for as it grows in its natural habitat the plant does not look a good deal like a fairy pine tree only a few inches high, and frequently with inordinately large, long cones, such as the picture shows.
However, the plant itself is not really a pine, nor even closely related to the pines. It belongs to the fern family, and to that peculiar and (evolutionally speaking) far advanced branch of it known as the Lycopods or club-mosses.
In its geological history the ground-pine serves as a connecting link between the very remote past and the present. Back in the Age of Coal is kindred were giants, standing yards high where the ground-pine stands inches, with trunks several feet in circumference and leaves a foot long. There were no trees of the kind we know then, nor anything much resembling modern seed-plants, and these were the giants of the primal forest. But times changed, the climate perhaps became unfavorable, the competition of the rising generation of seed-plants proved too much for these dinosaurs of the plant world, and so they passed away. Only the dwarfs of the family escaped squatting among the feet of the new lords of creation, holding on to life, perhaps, through their very inconspicuousness and inassertiveness. They are the meek, and though they do not inherit the earth, they have at least retained enough of it to live on, when their high-headed cousins of the days of the giants were cast out utterly.--Reprinted by kind permission of Science Service. [[/column 2]]