stood, the young chestnut tree is to be planted, and to f.lourish. It still stands towering aloft on the heavy wagon which has brought it this morning CCDP a distance of several miles to Paris. For years it had stood there, in the protection of a mighty oak tree, under which the old venerable clergyman had often sat, with children listening to his stories. The young chestnut tree had also listened to the stories for the Dryad who lived in it was a child also. She remembered the time when the tree was so little that it only projected a short way above the grass and ferns around. These were as tall as they would ever be but the tree grew every year, and CCDP it exam enjoyed the air and the sunshine, and drank the dew and the rain. Several times it was also, as it must be, well shaken by the wind and the rain for that is a part of education. The Dryad rejoiced in her life, and rejoiced in the sunshine., and the singing of the birds but she was most rejoiced at human voices she understood the language of men as well as she understood that of animals. Butterflies, cockchafers, dragon flies, everything that could fly came to pay a Cisco Certification visit.