---
title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - Paul, J. H.
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 18
number: 8
published: 1915-06
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: 'J. H. Paul, "Rocky Mountain Forests," *Improvement Era* 18, no. 8 (June 1915): 719–722.'
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera1808unse
  transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers.
  identifier: improvementera1808unse
start_page: 719
end_page: 722
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1915-06)
  source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera1808unse
  publication_year: 1915
  note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1915, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright.
---

# Rocky Mountain Forests

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Rocky Mountain Forests
BY J. II. PAUL, PROFESSOR OF NATURE STUDY, AT THE UNIVERSITY
                            OF UTAH

      The planting of trees on Arbor Day has several great possi-
bilities. First there is the example which high officials of the
State and Nation thereby set to the people whose representatives
they are. They thereby signify the opinion which they accord to
the practice of agriculture and the especial favor which they feel
towards the economic value and the untold worth of trees.

                       WHAT GBOVES SIGNIFY
      Trees are among the most significant of real things in nature.
They are interwoven with the history, the romance, the stories, and
the development of all past ages. They form a great part of our
present prosperity and enjoyment. They are indispensable to the
economic life of any highly civilized nation or people. They are
the center about which have revolved numerous great episodes of
the past.   In the course of the earth's history, their sheltering ef-
fect has   been the theme, often the inspiration of many of the
best things that exist in all of our rich literature. Their signifi-
cance as types of growth, expansion, reproduction, and of the
accumulation of wealth, had appealed almost uniformly to the
greater minds of our race.     Today, here in the West, the appeal
made by the presence of trees is even more significant than that
which it has uniformly made to the peoples of other lands. Here
the desert nature of our country makes their presence doubly
welcome. With us the grove is a type of all that is most beauti-
ful, most refreshing, and most restful in the time of our summer's
heat.   To the artist the forest affords the best, the worthiest, and
the most striking types of landscapes. To the stockman the grove
is the center of departure and return, a place for camping, a spot

particularly loved for the shelter and rest which it has afforded
him. To the farmer trees signify the grassy undergrowth that
makes good pastures and the shade to the flock or the herd at noon-
day.   To the poet the grove is the place of sylvan retreats, of
whispering boughs, of talking leaves, and singing branches.

                       CONSERVATORS OF SOIL
     To the student of nature, and especially to the geologist,
trees are the conservators, the defenders, and preservers of the

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soil.    They are especially so on the great divides where the snow
lies    deep.When the snow banks begin to melt, the tree roots and
underbrush, their debris and the soil mold, entangle and delay
the trickling water. No longer does it come down all at once, but
sinks slowly into the ground, to find the slender channels on bed-
rock, whence, far lower down, it may issue as springs or be

A MEADOW IN THE MOUNTAINS, LOGAN CANYON, CACHE NATIONAL
                         FOREST   .

absorbed at once by the rootlets of the trees, shrubs, grasses, and
flowers.    The underground water clings around each soil
grain. In the form of capillary films or hydroscopic moisture, as
the books term it, it surrounds each particle.      It does not evap-
orate but continually enriches the soil by the minerals which it
drinks in from each soil grain that it encircles, till it may be
finally taken from its fast embrace and absorbed by the roots of
plants   —
         the final destination of this moist fertility.

                            THE REAL LOSSES

        The loss of the timber on the mountain tops or along the
hillside,    great as that loss   is,   is   not the only or principal ruin.
The continued destruction of trees on mountains without replant-
ing really means national decline. The greatest loss, much greater
though more hidden from ordinary view, than the threatened

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timber famine, is the loss of groves as such, followed by the de-
struction of the shrubs, then of the grass and wild flowers, finally,
and worst of all, the loss of the soil itself. Every rain shower,
every melting of the snow bank after the forest is gone, increases
the soil wash, cutting a gully and finally stripping bare the slop-
ing sides of the hills. The soil is carried into the stream and by the
stream it is thrown upon the valleys below in the form of floods.
A flood is composed half of water and half of the rich soil-mold,
grains of sand, and gravel, in which the trees and shrubs had their
roots.  For a time the stumps of cut trees still hold back the soil
and this condition often gives a chance for reforestation before
these roots have loosened their grip and before the buried arms
and fingers relax and waste away by decay, letting the soil slip
from their myriad fibres. This gives time, I say, to replant the
ancient forests.    But if we wait too long and the soil is eroded
away to bed rock, then all hope of future planting is gone. Tens
of thousands of our hill sides are being devastated,   —  the price of
our wasteful destruction due to the removal of trees without any
replanting. The object of this statement of conditions that I have
seen in hundreds of places during the last eight years, as I have
traveled over crests of the higher divides of our mountain ranges

              PLACES FOR OUTINGS OF BOY SCOUTS
    This is a camp on McCloud river, Shasta National Forest; thou-
sands of such places abound in the mountains of Utah.

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in the West, is that    wish simply to call the attention of the
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people to the great and ever-increasing necessity for immediate
replanting and for more careful handling of the forests.

                                   THE FOREST CROP

     The forest produces a crop that should be harve'sted in due
season, the same as any other crop from the soil. As soon as the
trees have reached their maximum of growth, they should be cut
down carefully and systematically and put to use in saw mills
or on the farms and in mines.      It is wrong to let them stand
after the crop is ripe. The forest crop is continually coming on,
and the process of selecting these that should be removed, either
because they are mature or because, as they grow larger they may
crowd one another, should be intelligently conducted under the
supervision of trained foresters.

                 A Storm at Night on the Desert
                           BY WILLIAM WERRETT,           JR.

      I   sit     The night is dark, save for sharp flashes of
                alone.
lightning.  The wind howls its song of loneliness, as if it, too,
is in conspiracy with some force to increase the misery of my

loneliness.
     Now and again, the wind ceases, and the grave-like silence
is broken only by the solitary pattering of a few drops of rain
upon the roof. Just as I feel that my ears will break from the
melancholy silence that seems to weight them, just as I prepare
for an engulfment of I know not what, the heavens are torn asun-
der and nature continues her cannonading, all too close for mortal
comfort, as if to suggest the awful power she holds.
     The winds abate, there is only an occasional flash of light, the
cannonading is so far removed as to be scarcely audible the rain
                                                               ;

ceases, and all is quiet.
     Out in the west a star appears, as if it were braver than its
sisters in emerging from its hiding place    soon another, and an-
                                                     ;

other; until all is bright, and each member of the firmament vies
to outshine      its   neighbor.
      What a few moments ago was but a manifestation of power
and wrath, which seemed to threaten vengeance and showed na-
ture in her awful power has changed to a scene of beauty and
peace.   And the stars smile down and seem to say, "Peace on
earth, good will toward men."
