62 THE GARDEN, YOU, AND I 



husband just now, that cannot be put in words, and 

 that he may only read by intuition. When I was 

 younger and first married, I did not feel this need so 

 much, but now life seems to take on so much deeper a 

 meaning! Do you understand? Ah, yes, I know you 

 do ! But I am wandering from the point, just as I 

 yearn to wander from all the stringencies of life this 

 summer. 



" Evidently seeing me, the Rural Delivery man 

 whistled from his cart, instead of leaving the evening 

 mail in its wren box, as usual. I went to the gate 

 rather reluctantly, I was so absorbed in garden dreams, 

 took the letters from the carrier, and, as the men were 

 still sitting in the dark, carried them up to the lamp in 

 my own sitting room, little realizing that even at that 

 moment I was holding the key to the 'really tangible 

 plan' in my hand. 



" The next morning. Two of the letters I received on 

 Saturday night would have been of great importance 

 if we were still planning to go away for a vacation, 

 instead of hoping to stay at home for it. The first, 

 from mother, told me that she and my brother expect 

 to spend the summer in taking a journey, in which 

 Alaska is to be the turning-point. She begs us to go 



