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nice little matters that will almost settle itself, 
if allowed to do so without forcing. 
For a walk or a path would never exist if 
there were not, earlier than it, two objects 
from one of which it was desired to pass to 
the other. “Where does this lead?” is the 
instant query whenever and wherever a path 
meets the rambler; which means really what 
does it lead to? what lies at the end? Or in 
other words, why is this path? Here if you 
please, is the whole thing in a nutshell, and we 
realize at once that there must never be a path 
or walk in the garden that has no reason — no 
answer to that “ why ” and to that “ what.” 
It may or it may not go straight to its objec- 
tive point — its course will be determined by 
circumstances — but it must have the objective; 
and it will work always toward it. 
This brings us to a phase of walk layout 
that has always been to me one of the most in- 
teresting — a phase which I do not find often 
recognized, even by those who have studied 
the matter. I can give it no better name than 
the “ instinctive direction ” — and this will need 
explaining I think. It is just what the name 
signifies; given, for example, an object in one 
place to be traveled to, from a point at any 
distance from it, every creature making the 
