The slip of a tree in this twig-sized story had been planted on the top of a high-rise apartment building. The only advice it could get on growing was that it needed to have roots in the soil, so it did Frank Lloyd Wright one better and started putting its roots down into the apartments toward the ground. The tenants, who did not complain about being infested (presumably the tree was thoughtful enough to avoid the plumbing), found the roots helpful household aids and the tree became the building's main attraction. Apartment living children will know better, and the illustrations, which show cartoon-lumpy characters groping unattractively around the grotesque complex of roots, do nothing to help make the idea seem appealing.