98 A NATURE WOOING. 



ery ! I would not give much for a man who can look 

 upon the first wild flowers of spring and not feel a 

 love, a boundless love, of Nature in his soul. For 

 to know God, the true God, the one universal and 

 all, one must know Nature in the true sense. But 

 few, if any, men have ever known her thus, for to do 

 so is to know the relation existing between matter 

 and force, between atom and molecule, between ele- 

 ment and compound, between cell and tissue, between 

 organ and system, between plant and animal, between 

 each one of nature's objects and all the rest. It is to 

 grasp, as it were, the universe in one grand compre- 

 hension to stand on an eminence a thousand times 

 higher than any on earth and see all objects in one 

 grand vista before you ; and at the same time feel and 

 understand the workings of the great natural forces 

 about you. Then, and then only, can one see and 

 know his relation to all f eel that he is a part of the 

 universal whole a parcel of the universe bound to 

 it and kin to all which it comprises. For the Universe 

 is God, and God is the Universe. 



I pull the bark from a fallen pine, which lies half 

 buried in the meld, and find the following inhabitants 

 dwelling beneath its shelter : One rather large, blue- 

 tailed lizard ; two toothless frogs, Engystoma caro- 

 tin ense Holb. ; several specimens of a carabid beetle, 

 Anisodactylus terminatus Say; a number of beetle 

 larvae; several species of ants; a large cockroach, 

 Eurycotcb ingens Scudd. ; numerous young of another 



