112 ARISTOCRATS OF THE GARDEN 



ousness was wholesomely infectious and it was good 

 to mingle with them. As I look back on the many 

 pleasant experiences I enjoyed in that pretty land 

 none gives me greater pleasure than the memories of 

 those throngs of happy scholars in the woods and 

 woodland paths of Nikko, Ghuzenji, and Yumoto. 



Autumn tints is a subject that belongs more 

 especially to the sphere of the artist than to that of 

 the scientist. The poet can sing their song more 

 easily than a writer of prose can describe their beauty, 

 but on equal plane with all the common folk can 

 enjoy the splendor of the autumn colors. Let us then 

 at autumn time lay aside for a brief moment the cares 

 of daily life, break away from engrossing tasks of every 

 kind and linger for a while among the trees and shrubs 

 of the roadside and woodland, drink in cool draughts 

 of fresh air, and revel in the galaxy of color that benefi- 

 cent Nature so lavishly displays on every side. 



