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NATURE FOR ITS OWN SAKE 
Upland 
bushes. 
Common 
growths. 
Wild 
roses. 
magnolia, the thorn, the dogwood, the hazel, 
tangled with sweet-brier, grape, and clumps 
of berry-bearing bushes may be seen in one 
landscape. ‘There is no stint to the variety 
nor to the beanty of these growths, but simply 
because they spring up close beside us, and 
may be seen from almost any country door- 
yard, we are disposed to think them too com- 
mon for admiration. Such a conclusion is of 
almost universal acceptance, but it is not the 
less shallow for that. It is the old error of 
thinking happiness in Rome or Athens or Bag- 
dad rather than in our own heart and home. 
The unusual in nature is not by any means the 
most enjoyable. There is a greater charm in 
the commonplace, the humble things of the 
earth, if we have but the eyes to see them and 
the soul to feel them. <A clump of hazel on the 
upland meadow, around which the daisies grow 
and through which the blackberry twines its 
white blossoms, may be a wonder-world of beauty 
if we study it in its form and color, its setting, 
light, and relation to the whole meadow. And 
the wild rose—the common wild rose—grow- 
ing along the woodland road, unseen by the farm- 
er’s boy and the summer tourist, is a vision of 
loveliness beyond all description. How many 
