In Lilac Tide 133 
dooryard, as in the field and by the roadside, in 
some indefinable way a look of spring. One hint 
of spring comes even before its flowers — you 
can smell its coming. The snow is gone from 
the garden walks and some of the open beds ; you 
walk warily down the softened path at midday, and 
you smell the earth as it basks in the sun, and a 
Ladies’ Delights. 
faint scent comes from some twigs and leaves. Box 
speaks of summer, not of spring ; and the fragrance 
from that Cedar tree is equally suggestive of sum- 
mer. But break off that slender branch of Caly- 
canthus — how fresh and welcome its delightful 
spring scent. Carry it into the house with branches 
of Forsythia, and how quickly one fills its leaf buds 
and the other blossoms. 
