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tilings of this sort that we shall be caught napping; 

 just in these little turns, where our modern attitude 

 hesitates, reluctant that we shall lose the trail. It is 

 in this sort of particular that we cannot deceive; here 

 the garden will betray our insincerity, if we are insin- 

 cere. 



You will recall that earlier I warned of the bondage 

 into which one was in danger of delivering oneself 

 unaware a very exacting, unyielding bondage which 

 might prove irksome and finally even hateful. This 

 is a phase of it, this necessity for being carefully and 

 scrupulously honest all the way along, in the least as 

 well as in the greatest. It is something of a price to 

 pay, demanding some sacrifice though not too much. 

 Each must decide for himself, however, whether or no 

 he is willing to sacrifice at all, to yield old opinions and 

 prejudices and notions and new ones too, perhaps. 

 For those who are, there is the assured reward of a 

 replica, both in the matter and the spirit, of the fine 

 old garden of the olden time, a garden which still is 

 for us, I believe, in every way the model without a 

 peer; for those who are not well, for those who are 

 not, there is less than nothing, I take it, in the old- 

 fashioned garden ideal, anyway. 



