28 MY SUMMER IN A GARDEN. 



FOURTH WEEK. 



ETHODOXY ia at a low ebb. Only 

 two clergymen accepted my offer 

 to come and help hoe my potatoes for 

 the privilege of using my vegetable 

 total-depravity figure about the snake- 

 grass, or quack-grass as some call it; 

 and those two did not bring hoes. 

 There seems to be a lack of disposition 

 to hoe among our educated clergy. I 

 am bound to say that these two, how 

 ever, sat and watched my vigorous com 

 bats with the weeds, and talked most 

 beautifully about the application of the 

 snake-grass figure. As, for instance, 

 when a fault or sin showed on the surface 

 of a man, whether if you dug down, you 

 would find that it ran back and into the 



