<h2><SPAN name="CHAPTER_XXII." id="CHAPTER_XXII."></SPAN>CHAPTER XXII.</h2>
<h3><i>THE PALMS</i>.</h3>
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<p>"There is a wonderful evergreen," said Miss Harson, "which grows
in tropical countries, and also in some sub-tropical countries,
such as the Holy Land, and is said to have nearly as many uses as
there are days in a year. You must tell me what it is when you have
seen the picture."</p>
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<b>PALM TREE.</b></p>
<p>Malcolm and Clara both pronounced it a palm tree, and Clara
asked if there were any such trees growing in this country.</p>
<p>"Some of its relations are found on our Southern seacoast,"
replied their governess; "South Carolina, you know, is called 'the
Palmetto State.' There is a member of the family called the
cabbage-palmetto, the unexpanded leaves of which are used as a
table vegetable, which you may see in Florida. Its young leaves are
all in a mass at the top, and when boiled make a dish something
like cabbage. The leaves of the palmetto are also used, when
perfect, in the manufacture of hats, baskets and mats, and for many
other purposes. But its stately and majestic cousin, the date-palm
of the East, with its tall, slender stalk and magnificent crown of
feathery leaves, has had its praises sung in every age and clime.
'Besides its great importance as a fruit-producer, it has a special
beauty of its own when the clusters of dates are hanging in golden
ripeness under its coronal of dark-green leaves. Its well-known
fruit affords sustenance to the dwellers on the borders of the
great African desert; it is as necessary to them as is the camel,
and in many cases they may be said to owe their existence to it
alone. The tree rears its column-like stem to the height of ninety
feet, and its crown consists of fifty leaves about twelve feet in
length and fringed at the edges like a feather. Between the leaf
and the stem there issue several horny spathes, or sheaths, out of
which spring clusters of panicles that bear small white flowers,'
These flowers are followed by the dates, which grow in a dense
bunch that hangs down several feet."</p>
<p>"But how do people manage to climb such a tree as that," asked
Malcolm, "to get the dates? It goes straight up in the air without
any branches, and looks as if it would snap in two if any one tried
it."</p>
<p>"It does not snap, though, for it is very strong; and the
climbing is easier than you imagine, even when the tree is a
hundred feet high, as it sometimes is. The trunk, you see, is full
of rugged knots. These projections are the remains of decayed
leaves which have dropped off when their work was done. As the
older leaves decay the stalk advances in height. It has not true
wood, like most trees, but the stem has bundles of fibres that are
closely pressed together on the outer part. Toward the root these
are so entwined that they become as hard as iron and are very
difficult to cut. The tree grows very slowly, but it lives for
centuries. I have a Persian fable in rhyme for you, called</p>
<blockquote>"'THE GOURD AND THE PALM.<br/>
<br/>
"'"How old art thou?" said the garrulous gourd<br/>
As o'er the palm tree's crest it poured<br/>
Its spreading leaves and tendrils fine,<br/>
And hung a-bloom in the morning shine.<br/>
"A hundred years," the palm tree sighed.--<br/>
"And I," the saucy gourd replied,<br/>
"Am at the most a hundred hours,<br/>
And overtop thee in the bowers."<br/>
<br/>
"'Through all the palm tree's leaves there went<br/>
A tremor as of self-content.<br/>
"I live my life," it whispering said,<br/>
"See what I see, and count the dead;<br/>
And every year of all I've known<br/>
A gourd above my head has grown<br/>
And made a boast like thine to-day,<br/>
Yet here I stand; but where are they?"'"<br/></blockquote>
<p>The children were very much pleased with the fable, and they
began to feel quite an affection for the venerable and useful palm
tree.</p>
<p>"The date tree," continued their governess, "as this species of
palm is often called, blossoms in April, and the fruit ripens in
October. Each tree produces from ten to twelve bunches, and the
usual weight of a bunch is about fifteen pounds. It is esteemed a
crime to fell a date tree or to supply an axe intended for that
purpose, even though the tree may belong to an enemy. The
date-harvest is expected with as much anxiety by the Arab in the
oasis as the gathering in of the wheat and corn in temperate
regions. If it were to fail, the Arabs would be in danger of
famine. The blessings of the date-palm are without limit to the
Arab. Its leaves give a refreshing shade in a region where the
beams of the sun are almost insupportable; men, and also camels,
feed upon the fruit; the wood of the tree is used for fuel and for
building the native huts; and ropes, mats, baskets, beds, and all
kinds of articles, are manufactured from the fibres of the leaves.
The Arab cannot imagine how a nation can exist without date-palms,
and he may well regard it as the greatest injury that he can
inflict upon his enemy to cut down his trees."</p>
<p>"Miss Harson," asked Edith, very earnestly, "isn't the palm tree
in the Bible?"</p>
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width="40%" alt=""></SPAN><br/>
<b>DATE-PALM AT JERICHO.</b></p>
<p>"It certainly is, dear," replied her governess, "and it is one
of the trees most frequently mentioned. In Deuteronomy,
thirty-fourth chapter, third verse, Jericho is called the 'city of
palm trees.' Travelers still speak of these trees as yet growing in
Palestine, but they are not nearly so abundant as they once were;
near Jericho only one or two can be found. There are many allusions
to the palm in the Scriptures. King David, in the ninety-second
psalm, says that the righteous shall flourish like the palm tree:
'Those that be planted in the house of the Lord shall flourish in
the courts of our God. They shall bring forth fruit in old age.'
The palm is always upright, in spite of rain or wind. 'There it
stands, looking calmly down upon the world below, and patiently
yielding its large clusters of golden fruit from generation to
generation. It brings forth fruit in old age.' The allusion to
being planted in the house of the Lord is probably drawn from the
custom of planting beautiful and long-lived trees in the courts of
temples and palaces. Solomon covered all the walls of the holy of
holies round about with golden palm trees.--You will find this,
Clara, in First Kings."</p>
<p>Clara read:</p>
<p>"'And he carved all the walls of the house round about with
carved figures of cherubim and palm trees and open flowers, within
and without<SPAN name="FNanchor26" id="FNanchor26"></SPAN><SPAN href="#Footnote_26">[26]</SPAN>.'"</p>
<blockquote><SPAN name="Footnote_26" id="Footnote_26"></SPAN><SPAN href="#FNanchor26">[26]</SPAN> I Kings vi. 29.</blockquote>
<p>"In the thirty-second verse," continued Miss Harson, "it is
written that he overlaid them with gold, 'and spread gold upon the
cherubim, and upon the palm trees.' 'They were thus planted, as it
were, within the very house of the Lord; and their presence there
was not only ornamental, but appropriate and highly suggestive--the
very best emblem not only of patience in well-doing, but of the
rewards of the righteous, a fat and flourishing old age, a peaceful
end, a glorious immortality.'"</p>
<p>"What does a 'palmer' mean, Miss Harson?" asked Malcolm. "Is it
a man who has palm trees or who sells dates? I saw the word in a
book I was reading, but I couldn't understand what it meant."</p>
<p>"In olden times," replied his governess, "when people made so
many pilgrimages, some of the pilgrims went to the Holy Land and
some to Rome and other places; but those who went to Palestine were
thought to be the most devout, both because it was so much farther
off and because there were so many sacred spots to visit there.
These pilgrims always brought home with them branches of palm, to
show that they had really been to the land where the tree grew; and
so they were called <i>palmers</i>. To say that such-a-one was a
palmer was far more than to say that he was a pilgrim."</p>
<p>"Miss Harson," said Clara, holding up one of the books, "here is
a picture called 'the cocoanut-palm,' but I didn't know that
cocoanuts grew on palm trees. Will you tell us something about
it?"</p>
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<b>COCOANUT-PALM TREES IN SOUTH-EASTERN AFRICA.</b></p>
<p>"Certainly I will, dear," was the reply. "I fully intended to do
so, for the cocoanut-palm is too valuable a member of the family to
be passed over. This species does not grow in Palestine, and it is
not one of the trees of the Bible; its home is in the warmest
countries, and it grows most luxuriantly in the islands of the
tropics or near the seacoast on the main-lands. Although its
general form is similar to that of the date-palm, the foliage and
fruit are quite different. The leaves are very much broader, and
they have not the light, airy look of the foliage of the date-palm.
But 'the cocoanut-palm is the most valuable of Nature's gifts to
the inhabitants of those parts of the tropics where it grows, and
its hundred uses, as they are not inaptly called, extend beyond the
tropics over the civilized world. The beautiful islands of the
southern seas are fringed with cocoanut-palms that encircle them as
with a green and feathery belt. The ripe nuts drop into the sea,
but, protected by their husks, they float away until the tide
washes them on to the shore of some neighboring island, where they
can take root and grow.'"</p>
<p>"Wouldn't it be nice," said Edith, "if some would float
here?"</p>
<p>"A great many cocoanuts float here in ships," replied Miss
Harson, "but they would not take root and grow, because the climate
is not suited to them; it is too cold for them. We cannot have
tropical fruit without tropical heat, and I am sure that none of us
would want such a change as that. You may sometimes see small
cocoanut trees in hothouses or horticultural gardens, where they
are shielded from our cold air. The island of Ceylon, in the East
Indies, is full of cocoanut-palm trees, for they are carefully
cultivated by the inhabitants, and the feathery groves stretch mile
after mile. The tree shoots up a column-like stem to the height of
a hundred feet, and is crowned with a tuft of broad leaves about
twelve feet long. The flowers are yellowish white and grow in
clusters, and the seed ripens into a hard nut which in its fibrous
husk is about the size of an infant's head."</p>
<p>"I've seen the nut in its husk," said Malcolm, "when papa took
me down to the wharf where the ships come in. There were lots of
cocoanuts, and some of 'em had their coats on."</p>
<p>"This brown husk," continued his governess, "is a valuable part
of the nut, for the toughest ropes and cables are made of its
fibres, as well as the useful brown matting so generally used to
cover offices and passages. Brushes, nets and other domestic
articles are also manufactured from the husk. Scarcely any other
tree in the world is so useful to man or contributes so much to his
comfort as the cocoanut-palm. Food and drink are alike obtained
from it. The kernel of the nut is an article of diet, and can be
prepared in many ways. The native is almost sustained by it, and in
Ceylon it forms a part of nearly every dish. The spathe that
encloses the yet-unopened flowers is made to yield a favorite
beverage called palm-wine, or, more familiarly, 'toddy.' When the
fresh juice is used, it is an innocent and refreshing drink; but
when left to ferment, it intoxicates, and is the one evil result
from the bountiful gifts of the tree. Oil is prepared in great
quantities from the nuts and used for various purposes."</p>
<p>"Are there any more kinds of palm trees?" asked the
children.</p>
<p>"Yes," was the reply; "there are a great many members of this
most useful family, but the one that will interest you most, after
the date-and cocoanut-palm, is, I think, the sago-palm."</p>
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width="40%" alt=""></SPAN><br/>
<b>YOUNG COCOANUT TREE IN POT (<i>Cocos nucifera</i>).</b></p>
<p>"Why, Miss Harson!" exclaimed Clara, in surprise; "does sago
really grow on a tree?"</p>
<p>"It really grows <i>in</i> a tree--for it is a kind of starch
secreted by the tree for the use of its flowers and fruit--and in
order to obtain it the tree has to be cut down. The pith is then
taken out and cut in slices, soaked in water and roasted; and when
it assumes the shape of the small globules in which we see it, it
is ready for exportation."</p>
<p>"Well!" said Malcolm; "I never knew <i>that</i> before. We've
learned ever so many things, Miss Harson."</p>
<p>"There is one thing about the palm," said Miss Harson, "which I
have purposely left for the last--especially as it is the last also
of our trees for the present--and that is the sacred associations
which its branches have for both Jews and Christians. The Jews were
commanded on the first day of the feast of tabernacles to 'take the
boughs of goodly trees, branches of palm trees, and the boughs of
thick trees, and willows of the brook, to rejoice before the Lord
their God.' The palm was a symbol of victory, and branches of it
were strewn in the path of conquerors, more especially of those who
had fought for religious truth. It is the emblem of the martyr, as
a conqueror through Christ. The Sunday before Easter is called Palm
Sunday because in the ancient churches leaves of palm were carried
that day by worshipers in memory of those strewn in the way on the
triumphal entry of the King of Zion into Jerusalem. You will find
it, Malcolm, in John."</p>
<p>Malcolm read very reverently:</p>
<p>"'On the next day, much people that were come to the feast, when
they heard that Jesus was coming to Jerusalem, took branches of
palm trees, and went forth to meet him, and cried, Hosanna; Blessed
is the King of Israel that cometh in the name of the Lord<SPAN name=
"FNanchor27" id="FNanchor27"></SPAN><SPAN href="#Footnote_27">[27]</SPAN>.'"</p>
<blockquote><SPAN name="Footnote_27" id="Footnote_27"></SPAN><SPAN href="#FNanchor27">[27]</SPAN> John xii. 12, 13.</blockquote>
<p>"Here," said Miss Harson, "is a little hymn written on these
very verses:</p>
<blockquote>"'See a small procession slowly<br/>
Toward the temple wind its way;<br/>
In the midst rides, meek and lowly,<br/>
One whom angel-hosts obey.<br/>
<br/>
"'How the shouting crowd adore him,<br/>
Now, for once, they know their King;<br/>
Some their garments cast before him,<br/>
Green palm-branches others bring.<br/>
<br/>
"'Calmly, yet with holy sorrow,<br/>
Christ permits the sacrifice.<br/>
Knowing well that on the morrow<br/>
Changed will be those fickle cries.<br/>
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<br/>
"'Children, when in prayers and praises<br/>
Loudly we with lips adore,<br/>
While the heart no anthem raises,<br/>
Are not we like those of yore?<br/>
<br/>
"'O Lord Jesus, let us never<br/>
Lift the voice in heartless songs;<br/>
Help us to remember ever<br/>
All that to thy name belongs.'"<br/></blockquote>
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