A FLOWER MESSAGE. ,9 



9. 



So take the greeting that to-day I send, 



A little flower of thought; 

 Be it a message sent from friend to friend 



With loving meaning fraught. 

 And though we know each other but in name, 



And stranger faces ours, 

 Each can with each a common kinship claim, 



Because we love the flowers. 

 Shiocton, Wis. 



WALKING WITH NATUKE: 



BY GEO. W. DUNN.* 



A walk through the woods in September 



Is bliss. I can never define 

 The red leaves that glow like an ember, 



Make gorgeous the tree and the vine. 

 With earth and the sky for my teacher, 



I worship with sun and with cloud, 

 Forgetting the priest and the preacher, 



For now I am walking with God. 



The hills are as hymns of high pleasure; 



The valleys, as rosaried rhyme; 

 And, set to the loftiest measure, 



The forest an anthem sublime. 

 No more on man's teaching dependent, 



From cant and from creed I am free; 

 And beauty and truth are transcendent, 



For God is now walking with me. 



*Mr. Dunn has nearly all of his life been a collector of forest seeds, plants, and 

 bulbs, and is still, at the age of eighty-seven, active in his chosen pursuit, clear-eyed, 

 and as straight as an arrow. Ho loves nature as only a man can who has spent his life 

 in the solitudes. 



