culture of the silkworm has moved farther south, to
regions of atmospheric moisture. As an illustration
of the complete change in the rivers, we may take Polo’s
statement that a certain river, the Hun Ho, was so
large and deep that merchants ascended it from the
sea with heavily laden boats; today this river is
simply a broad sandy bed, with shallow, rapid currents
wandering hither and thither across it, absolutely
unnavigable. But we do not have to depend upon
written records. The dry wells, and the wells
with water far below the former watermark, bear testimony
to the good days of the past and the evil days of
the present. Wherever the native vegetation has
been allowed to remain, as, for instance, here and
there around a sacred temple or imperial burying ground,
there are still huge trees and tangled jungle, fragments
of the glorious ancient forests. The thick, matted
forest growth formerly covered the mountains to their
summits. All natural factors favored this dense
forest growth, and as long as it was permitted to
exist the plains at the foot of the mountains were
among the most fertile on the globe, and the whole
country was a garden. Not the slightest effort
was made, however, to prevent the unchecked cutting
of the trees, or to secure reforestation. Doubtless
for many centuries the tree-cutting by the inhabitants
of the mountains worked but slowly in bringing about
the changes that have now come to pass; doubtless
for generations the inroads were scarcely noticeable.
But there came a time when the forest had shrunk sufficiently
to make each year’s cutting a serious matter,
and from that time on the destruction proceeded with
appalling rapidity; for of course each year of destruction
rendered the forest less able to recuperate, less
able to resist next year’s inroad. Mr. Meyer
describes the ceaseless progress of the destruction
even now, when there is so little left to destroy.
Every morning men and boys go out armed with mattox
or axe, scale the steepest mountain sides, and cut
down and grub out, root and branch, the small trees
and shrubs still to be found. The big trees disappeared
centuries ago, so that now one of these is never seen
save in the neighborhood of temples, where they are
artificially protected; and even here it takes all
the watch and care of the tree-loving priests to prevent
their destruction. Each family, each community,
where there is no common care exercised in the interest
of all of them to prevent deforestation, finds its
profit in the immediate use of the fuel which would
otherwise be used by some other family or some other
community. In the total absence of regulation
of the matter in the interest of the whole people,
each small group is inevitably pushed into a policy
of destruction which can not afford to take thought
for the morrow. This is just one of those matters
which it is fatal to leave to unsupervised individual
control. The forest can only be protected by
the State, by the Nation; and the liberty of action
of individuals must be conditioned upon what the State
or Nation determines to be necessary for the common
safety.