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length to tell the sympathy between bird and flower? 

 Think you the bird perceives not in some mystic way 

 the silent music of those swinging blossom bells ; nor less 

 respond those clusters of yellow and scarlet and blue to 

 the gentle ministration of that whirring marvel poised 

 before them? Alas! how far we are all of us from 

 reaching the diviner harmonies that fill this wondrous 

 world! Of old, plants have been calling bee and bird 

 and butterfly and moth; of old, the population of the 

 air has heard the call ; of old, a thousand flitting, breath- 

 ing things have sought the very heart of bud and blos- 

 som, and more and more the plants have answered back 

 filling the earth with splendor, so that in summer the 

 colors of the rainbow come reflected from mountain and 

 from plain and the fragrance of Eden fills the morning 

 hours, while perfumes from fountains all unseen im- 

 paradise even the desert night! 



To the animals of this world the plants have long since 

 learned to make reply. 



But there is one animal that has only lately, as time 

 goes, come into his possessions. Of this latest child of 

 Nature the Scripture saith that he shall "have dominion 

 over the fish of the sea and over the fowl of the air.' 7 

 Surely the plants are not disobedient to his summons. 



"The little flowers were kind to him 

 And the thorn-tree had a mind to him 

 As into the wood the Master went." 



Plants have responded to man's summons in every 

 possible way. They have come with him in sympathy 

 profound through all his journey, that long, long jour- 



