CHAPTER IX 



A GARDEN OF DELIGHT 



I HAVE scant sympathy with a certain clerical 

 groom - gardener of our acquaintance, who, 

 when asked with profuse apologies to leave 

 his digging at a psychologic moment and 

 drive to a village flower show, replied with 

 alacrity, " I always loves to go around and 

 see how bad they does." Though his wife 

 was a member of the Salvation Army, yet, as a 

 west-countryman and a strong supporter of 

 the Establishment, he might have exercised the 

 third Theologic Virtue with greater fervour. 

 My point of view, however, is that there is 

 nothing so stimulating to the gardener's mind 

 as the sight of a great garden, where perfect 

 taste and profound knowledge go hand in 

 hand with wealth, and this is a far rarer sight 



than might be imagined. 



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