ED PR@RT ATE 
How easily war carries its contests and 
changes into the most intimate areas of our 
personal lives. The quality of loving ex- 
pands. The channels of thinking extend far 
out into distant and ugly spaces hitherto un- 
known to us. The character of our worries is 
shaped by geograpical and racial names that 
possess capacities for creating hate. Our 
activities are swept off their normal course 
by a world-wide surge of destruction and 
our faith in the future may, in a moment of 
weakness, waver. But let us never forget 
that goodness, of whatever kind or char- 
acter, can never be destroyed, that truth in 
thought and deed is as permanent as the 
universe, that beauty, absorbed so eagerly 
by our senses, is one with the eternal crea- 
tion and that all three of these will always 
be within the reach of human control. Of 
these three beauty is the most important 
for it is the culmination and expression of 
the other two and in our search for beauty 
that which comes out of the soil of gardens, 
lovingly cared for, is certainly not the least 
in its effects upon our thoughts and emo- 
tions. 
HAROLD B. HIGGINS 
