. . . Perhaps Our Grandsons, Having

Our Tools Are Better Than We Are, And Grow Better Faster Than We Do. They Suffice To Crack The Atom, To Command The Tides, But They Do Not Suffice For The Oldest Task In Human History, To Live On A Piece Of Land Without Spoiling It.

The Richest Values Of Wilderness Lie Not In The Days Of Daniel Boone, Nor Even In The Present, But Rather In The Future.

The Problem, Then, Is How To Bring About A Striving For Harmony With Land Among A People Many Of Whom Have Forgotten There Is Any Such Thing As Land, Among Whom Education And Culture Have Become Almost Synonymous With Landlessness. This Is The Problem Of Conservation Education.

Sometimes In June, When I See Unearned Dividends Of Dew Hung On Every Lupine, I Have Doubts About The Real Poverty Of The Sands. On Solvent Farmlands Lupines Do Not Even Grow, Much Less Collect A Daily Rainbow Of Jewels.

Is It Possible To Preserve The Element Of Unknown Places In Our National Life? Is It Practicable To Do So, Without Undue Loss In Economic Values? I Say 'yes' To Both Questions. But We Must Act Vigorously And Quickly, Before The Remaining Bits Of Wilderness Have Disappeared.