THE GARDEN OF QUIETNESS 



OUT on the edge of the valley the 

 redbuds are massed in beautiful pro- 

 fusion. They stand level with the 

 summit of the hill. A few days ago 

 there was the slightest hint of color 

 in the space where I knew, from last 

 year, that I might expect their 

 appearance. Day after day they 

 have grown brighter, until this morn- 

 ing they stand a gorgeous dash of 

 color in the midst of a pale green 

 landscape. 



It is wonderful how the great 

 milliner trims these spring hills! 

 What rare taste all colors blend. 

 The pronounced are softened by con- 

 trast. All are harmonized by being 



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