58 THROUGH LIBRARY WINDOWS 



bers, and by what it is governed and to what it 

 is related. 



The color-scheme of Nature never remains 

 an hour the same. Just now color is swathing 

 the land again, and so welcome to the eye and 

 heart. It runs and plays the infinite gamut; 

 and wise is he and happy who can enjoy it all 

 and interpret it all. How in floods of beauty 

 it rolls and swells over plain and mountain and 

 up into the great sky, breathing forth from eve- 

 ry whither at the same moment — just as morn- 

 ing light breaks forth in frolicsome mood; chas- 

 ing night shadows far off beyond western 

 horizons. 



In the earliest spring there appear the deli- 

 cate tinges, gradually deepening into richer 

 tints, harbingers of brighter days and sweeter 

 nights. Then come the whites in color, simple 

 and creamy; then white and pink, flushing into 

 the unapproachable apple blossoms ; then fleecy 

 clouds of lilacs, most exquisitely hued, and 

 pinks so perfect in flavor; then roses carrying 

 color to the very apex of beauty, with fragrance 

 more delicate than the "attar of the Orient." 

 The great world without beauty to decorate it 

 and enrich it and interpret it would be like a 

 wild and tangled wilderness — large, indeed, but 

 lacking in that grace, which entrances with 



