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tastes and foregleams, opening and intensify- 

 ing with keen alertness every faculty. Thus the 

 whole nature becomes atune and like a sensitive 

 harp vibrates at touch of unseen hands. Then it 

 is that thoughts too deep for laughter or tears 

 or speech fill the shrine while Love sits queen 

 in the majesty of silence. How dear are the 

 woods then, how charming the melody of bird- 

 song, how welcome the sunshine or the clear 

 star-lit sky, how soothing the swaying tree- 

 branches, how delicious the pervasive fra- 

 grance of the garden and the fields, how 

 blessed to be alone, or, better still, with one 

 whose very being is attuned with your own — 

 two souls as one, and with but a single thought. 

 Just here is the mystery of life, inexplicable yet 

 beautiful, and imperative is the need of keeping 

 this idealism untarnished amid the home cares 

 of every-day life. 



Nature variously impresses one. She has 

 her language to be heard and read, lessons to 

 be learned and heeded. She has her seasons 

 of grandeur clothed in majesty and ruling at 

 will, of sublime silence also, and lovely in gent- 

 lest manifestations. Some of her most impor- 

 tant workings are carried on in unbroken si- 

 lence. There is heard no rushing sound as of 

 the pomp and fury of a cavalcade when the 



