Gardener's Faith 



there is a remarkable amount of good in it, and one 

 ray of truth, one word of honest friendship can 

 banish evil and relieve oppression. . . . And I 

 have told what a brave time Don Quixote has of 

 it hunting down the villains of romance, and best 

 of all for him is when he pins to earth all the 

 imitation Quixotes who have been let loose upon 

 the world since he laid down his lance, and passed 

 into the regions of immortality with all the mighty 

 heroes and warriors who have fought the good 

 fight of the world's youth and purity : 



"Here shall you see 

 No enemy, 

 But winter and rough weather . . ." 



Winter is no such great enemy neither. There 

 are red berries on the berberis and the briar hedge : 

 certain old flowers bloom persistently, and certain 

 others hurry forward and arrive breathlessly to 

 announce the coming of the distant army. There 

 is such shelter that the winter sunbeams are caught, 

 and those of summer do not all escape. . . . 

 There is no need to make a costly journey to the 

 South of France or Italy, for a walk across the 

 garden is just as good. Two minutes will take you 

 to Nice, and in ten, you will find, over the hill, 

 such a sun as you would have to go as far south 

 as Sorrento to come by. 



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