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reflected in the air. How could the garden at Biskra have seemed 

 a more alhiring retreat to the weary traveler from the desert than 

 this bejewelled way, cool, fresh, safely brilliant, after the dusty 

 prairie, its barrier toward the city. 



It is garden planting such as this which gives joy to the dis- 

 criminating; it is beyond all a question of the mind and eye. The 

 nobler the intellect, the more poetic the imaginative vision, the 

 happier he or she who gardens ; and is there anyone so happy as 

 the fortunate possessor of a bit of ground, and the wish to give 

 a loveliness higher than earth has yet been known to show? What 

 reason for deep thanksgiving there and then. He who has done 

 this should be a supremely happy man, and in the fine sentence 

 of a recent writer, " to the supremely happy man, all times are 

 times of thanksgiving, deep tranquil and abundant, for the delight, 

 the majesty, and the beauty of the fulness of the rolling world." 



