THE LURE OF THE GARDEN 



week, it is the garden hour that lingers in the memory 

 unforgetably, with its indefinable charm, its release of 

 the spirit, its ease and irresponsibility. The garden was 

 enough; no one need exert mind or body to provide 

 entertainment or dispel ennui; with the result that 

 everybody, throwing the social burden upon com- 

 plaisant nature, became exquisitely his actual self, meet- 

 ing his neighbor on a different, a more intimate basis 

 than could have been possible elsewhere. 



Such gardens and such hours are multiplying with 

 us, and are a valuable indication of our increasing sanity 

 of life, our developing taste and realization of what it is 

 that is truly worth while, and that leisure and peace and 

 seclusion are assets for which we should be willing to 

 make some sacrifices. 



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