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beautiful costume, and offer me a lace 

 parasol to protect my complexion from 

 the sun ! Ah, in the sweet presence of 

 nature how gayly one laughs at such little 

 nonsense, and how congenially the spade 

 and the parasol leaned together against 

 a rustic bench all the afternoon, while 

 their owners enjoyed one of those delight- 

 ful long talks about nothing, which are so 

 dear to the hearts of real friends ! 



This sort of episode, however, is like 

 the traditional angels' visits, few and far 

 between, at Felsengarten. Generally our 

 friends come provided with a goodly suit 

 of old clothes, and seem to take quite 

 kindly to digging and weeding with us. 

 So I do not hesitate to commend these 

 primitive methods of gardening to my 

 readers. 



And while you cultivate your flowers, 

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