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harmony; that he may 



me 



mak 



sharpens, I 



give bread for his body's need, and gold for his labor if he 



me 



and to hate the ugly, the foul, the base. For if God so 

 clothe the grass of the field for man, must I not like Him 



hunger of the spirit of my 



? 



me to remar 



made 



cultivation and environment will largely depend the char- 

 acter and the excellence, the kind of flower and the quality 

 of flower, which shall make glad or make sorrowful the 



keep. So 



man 



■& 



measure 



the attainment of " that one far-off divin 

 which the whole creation moves." Come 



am not, to lead you. how 



the wild rose of the forest has been literally transformed by 

 the wise training of the masters of floriculture. Compare 

 the poor little waif in her close clinging pink gown, whom 

 you have met on many a barren hill-side, with the " Amer- 

 ican beauty " in her wide flowing crimson robe, tossing her 

 head in proud superiority and exhaling with every move- 

 ment a oerfume to intoxicate the bahaml 



Come measure 



luxurious 



with sweetness and full to bursting of the sunshine, and 

 then look on its poverty-stricken ancestor, sour and taste- 

 less, bringing no satisfaction to the timorous hunger which 

 is bold to consume it. Nay, come see how by wise training, 

 by careful development, have arisen these varieties mani- 

 fold of almost every flower and fruit, all close of kin, each 

 group sprung from one common ancestor, and he so utterly 

 unlike his descendants as almost to deny that kinship. Be- 

 hold the glory of God I Learn that it is the will of God 



