Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1900-02-22
John Wanamaker.
AFTERNOON shhTICE.

"The groves were Gods first
ples," and il is in one Of these
tive places of worship that the
DIR. John Watson Ian Mac!afI
holds Afternoon Service" in th1
cember st. Nicholas. We quOtd
opening paragraphs Of his prose
When in summer the sun d
through the blinds, and the frag;S
Of the roses round the windows tiIlf
room, nature invites one 10 leaIS
study and to attend service on
day afternoon 10 the open air,
you come with me? aud we shall 4
and spend q few hours on the
above the glen, and on lower
Of the Grampians. Stoop, II You pli
as you go out at tho door, becaui
the roses that cover the porch and 4
like a henediciion above your
They have dainty, pleasant trldI
sprinkling you with uew in the mora
Where they cease the walls are
eied with the small white flower
creeping Plant that will turn
bright red berries before winter u
and show prettily against the 4
ground Of snow. Everywhere else
walls are hidden behind the ivy, vi
runs in all directions. and keeps
manse warm aud dry. 1t also CIV
picturesque appearance to the n
little house, so that 1t looks like 4
of castle, especially in tho moonIls
and when the snow is hanging on
ivy. II you like a modern garden,
it's regular rows of pyrethrum
lobelia and calceolarias and eeraniu
you will be n little disappointed,
had better return tn the Dol dels Of
town, for this old garden is like u
garden OF nature; 1t is irregular
mixed and old fashioned and luSnrl
We have the brier- bush with the bV
white roses, and the moss rose viii
sticky sweet.smelling buds, and
yellow tea rose with its delicate c.
that looks SO well ON lady's dress,
against white lace. There are pan
OF al colors, and carnations white
pink, sweet william also, and frae
va! ltiowers, auriculaS and lilies, da
ancl foreet-me. nots, besides many Of
| have not time 70 name, with here
there a geranium aud stock
townspeople visiting their cou
cousins. No trim beds, you see,
out from smooth -shaven lawns
cirt les, and in stars, but borders 0
sizes, and walks und hedges and U
peeted corners, and shady hooks q
summer house where one could n
tate at evening, and avery where
plicity and sweetness. This is the
where the path goes out from
manse garden TO the little chT
Were this early sprinetime, our
had been well busted with gold, 10
laburnum that makes an arch owe
gate lad been all In Gloom, as vi
the hawthorn in the hedge.
Three line old tees cover the va
front OF the church, and stretch
branches over the little door thr
which the people pass IN when the
rings on Sundays, and beneath
shade the fathers of our little com
wealth discuss affairs. II you stan
my side here and look through
gap, you can see seven miles OF
glen, all covered in late August
ripening corn, and in the distanc
high hills, behind which the sun
in golden glory. We leave the
hamlet now, whose tiny wreaths u
smoke one can see from the hill be
and whose little squares OF red
warm ones heart as he comes hon
q winter night. We are now Of
narrow road which leads TO the I
and on either side are patches Of
Just turning fiom green to yellow,
Icy with its dropping head, ant
delicate oat.stalk laden with giaiE
ruStling in the breeze. From the
OF the oats rises the gorgeous red
and the blue cornflower, which d
less, in the farmers eyes, are no'
but weeds, but still are wonder
pretty, and one cannot find q
graceful bouquet. after its kind,
some ripe heads Of oats set rol
poppy. head and interspersed viii
blue flowers.
Piuck a wild rose from the hede
We arc going into the belt of WOOD
separates the low ground from
moor, and shelters the sheep in q
storm, and where sometimes 20
start deer.
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