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utterly without this sense of the beautiful, at least in 

 some germinal form and degree. 



Adelaide. Well, I doubt whether it is worth 

 one's while to try and develop what in some folks at 

 least, would prove to be very poor seed, in very bad 

 soil. The time and trouble were better put in some- 

 where and somehow else. 



Lisbeth. Yes, but suppose you had children 

 whom you wanted to teach the love of all beauty, 

 and this kind in particular, and found them slow and 

 dull and indifferent, would you stop trying to impart 

 to them what they lacked ? Because they were born 

 deficient would you let them grow up and die in the 

 same lack ? Would you not try to round them out 

 on their weak sides ? 



Adelaide. I never would try to make a silk purse 

 out of a sow's ear. 



Lisbeth. That is all right. But did you never 

 hear of educated pigs ; and were you never struck 

 with the wonderful things that even a pig can be 

 taught, if only his trainer has patience and takes the 

 necessary time ? 



The Dominie. Let me stick a pin in there. I am 

 quite sure that Lisbeth has used a most vital word. 

 The time element has very much to do with the 

 acquisition of this love of nature and its beauty. 

 Such scenes as this must have time to soak into both 

 sense and soul. An appreciative lover of nature is 

 not made in a day nor a season. One must come 

 again and again to such beauties in order to absorb 



