THE REDOLENT WORLD 



by bees varies widely according to the kind 

 and combination of sweets culled, so does 

 the flavor of the memories distilled by the 

 nose. 



One of the most grievous deprivations of 

 city-bred children comes through the losses 

 which they suffer in fragrant associations 

 which are the inalienable gift of the child 

 of the country. Could any coffers buy the 

 memories of one who during the years of 

 childhood had inhaled the holy fragrance 

 of early morning in the country, when the 

 sunbeams are sipping the dew from the 

 grasses? Nature's very breath this is, given 

 back to heaven as pure and sweet as heaven 

 gave it to her. But the feverish breath of 

 the city furnishes evidence enough for an ac- 

 curate diagnosis of its disease. 



Who, again, for any mercenary values 

 would surrender his memories of forests, 

 where hemlock, spruce, pine, balsam, and 

 woodland blossoms mingle their incense to 

 the early morn? Related in its wholesome 

 purity to the fragrance of the morning and 

 the forest is the fresh odorless odor which 



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