
Here, the trees had been old men with beards when the woods in Pennsylvania were still whips. Down in Pennsylvania, you could tell by the light. When a faint white drifted through the dark forest wall ahead, you knew you were getting to the top of a hill or an open place. But away back here across the Ohio, it had no fields. You tramped day long and when you looked ahead, the woods were dark as an hour or a day ago. Nothing moved in here. Even the green daylight stood still. It was the 1790s. Vermont and Kentucky had just added two stars to the American flag, and the first white families were moving west. Worth Luckett is a 'woodsy', a half-Delaware hunter and trapper infected with wanderlust. For him, the virgin forests mean more game and furs. For his wife, Jary, the darkness of these forests becomes a darkness of the mind. Young Sayward ('Saird') is the oldest daughter and a tower of strength. (I kept seeing a young Jennifer Lawrence of Winter's Bone in the lead.) The Trees is mostly Saird's story--a dark, hard-lived tale of family, of survival, and of the changes that came to an ancient land with the new settlers. I loved the language. Richter apparently studied old collections of letters and journals to get a feel for the dialect of pioneer Pennsylvania and to research period details. It's wonderful. There was never a moment when I felt outside of that time and place. I never had the feeling that I so often get with contemporary historical fiction that these are modern characters with 21st century sensibilities plunked down in another era. No. Every one of the many family members and minor characters who live among these trees belong. Wikipedia says that there are later editions out there that have plot changes to fit a TV series and have had some of the less PC stuff edited out. Be sure to read the original 1940s version. UPDATE: Recommended theme music for The Trees: https://youtu.be/gDmeKER44MY