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with their fresh green leaves and nodding yellow heads in this 

 cool secluded place. When we stop to read Nature's language, 

 we know they are bidding us welcome, but if we. should come 

 upon them in a careless way, with no thought of the beautiful 

 things around us, we would be unable to read the welcome and 

 pass by the beauties of the wood without knowing the pleasure 

 that might have been ours. In some shady place we see the 

 Foam Flower and we cannot help but think how closely it 

 resembles its name. The snowy white blossoms as they are 

 gently swayed by the breeze make one think of the sea foam 

 as it breaks on the rocks and beaches at the seashore. We go 

 into some art gallery and gaze with awe at some beautiful 

 painting. At a distance there is nothing to mar its beauty, but 

 a nearer view shows little imperfections that have not been 

 noticed before. It is not so with the pictures of Nature. The 

 nearer we come, the more minutely we inspect them, the more 

 wonderful are their designs, the more clearly their component 

 parts stand revealed. 



This world is God's garden and Dame Nature is the gardener. 

 She teaches each spear of grass, each flower, each leaf, the love 

 and goodness of God, and thus we, when we study and read the 

 language of the things about us, cannot help but learn the lessons 

 of love and purity. 



