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the trees with table and chairs, and al fresco 

 breakfasts on fine mornings — where grocers' 

 carts and dehvery wagons cannot adventure, 

 where all the privacy and lounging indolence 

 of indoors is possible, out under the blue in the 

 fragrant sweetness of a true garden. 



Yet in the street there is the same cool shade 

 that there has always been, from trees along the 

 curb; the same refreshing strips of emerald turf 

 beneath them; a flicker of light and shadow in 

 the vines growing on garden walls and house 

 fagades; gleams of color from blossoms in win- 

 dow boxes; and glimpses beyond into delight- 

 ful garden retreats — glimpses that are infinitely 

 more alluring than the endless bits of lawn that 

 stretch monotonously back from the sidewalk 

 to the inevitable clotheslines of present day 

 back yards. And finally there is restful unity 

 of purpose taking the place of what is to-day, at 

 best, lack of harmony and uncertainty — an un- 

 certainty that is inevitable when the appearance 

 and general effect of each place from the ground 

 up is so dependent upon the general effect of its 

 neighbors, and of all the others in its block, 

 standing as they do in the open and all together. 



I am inclined to think that we have departed 

 so far from the sensible, reasonable arrange- 

 ment practiced by older peoples — by our own 



