A GARDEN DIARY 25 



organic forces of the world, what a prodigious 

 amount of energy here too comes into play ! 

 Nature everywhere eternally building up, and 

 with apparently no blind hand, but with a most 

 clear, definite, and shaping policy. It is good 

 for us to escape now and then out of our own 

 hot and fussy little rooms, into these larger, 

 cooler spaces ; yet, if a wholesome, it cannot be 

 said to be entirely a gratifying experience. For 

 how soon, even in the simplest of such matters, 

 does one arrive, like the people in the Pilgrims 

 Progress at a place called "Stop"? How soon 

 does thought practically cease, and one remains 

 dumb and gasping, like some poor dull beast, 

 in a mere, vacant-eyed daze of wonder? "The 

 mind of man"- it was one who knew what he 

 was talking about that said it " is an indifferent 

 sort of musical instrument, with a certain range 

 of notes, beyond which, upon both sides, there 

 is an infinitude of silence." 



