82 LONDON PARKS & GARDENS 



The palmy days of St. James's Park may have passed 

 away — no longer is the fate of nations and the happiness 

 of lives decided under its ancient elms — but those days 

 have left their mark. Every path, every tree, every 

 green-sward, could tell its story. The Park is now 

 more beautiful than it ever was, even though fashion has 

 deserted it. The last changes are but one more link in 

 the long historic chain. It brings the Park of the Stuarts, 

 the Mall of the Queen Anne's age of letters, down to our 

 own great Queen and the days of Expansion and Empire. 

 A stroll under its shady trees and by its sparkling water 

 must be replete with suggestions to the moralist, with 

 thoughts to the poet, and with an inexpressible charm to 

 the ordinary appreciative Londoner. 



