The Montgomery advertiser., 1904-08-14

dain disasters which even q life time
would be powerless ever to efface'
In contrast to oil this waste and
loss Maeterlinck draws the picture of
the patient gardener content for a pit
tance to keep up the flower beds; the
spoor little old woman, at the bottom
of it's marble stairs. amid the coming
and going of ruined gamblers, for
years earning q laborious livelihood
by selling penny worths of oranges. al
| monds. nuts and matches to the pass
ers by.
All life is full of such contrasts given
the eye to see. the sentiency to feel.
The Foretellin gof the Future" is
full of subtitle suggestions. ! wonder
| il we Westerners can ever absorb and
believe the Eastern cult of a fixed
sternity where all our past, present,
future, lies written-when? for al
ways? The future already as fixed
and finished as the past. as easy to
read, had we the cipher. ourselves but
actors in a written play, singers of a
score long ages ago transcribed: To
morrow, sore in the ephemeral mind
| OF man. Is indistinguishable from yes
terday or today"
illusion is the Opaque veil woven
with the ephemeral threads called yes
terday. today and tomorrow. But it is
not indispensable that our existence
| should continue the eternal dupe of that
Illusion. We may even ask ourselves
whether our extraordinary unfitness
for knowing a thing so simple so in
contestable, so perfect and so unneces.
sary as the future, would not form one
Of the greatest subjects for astonish-
ment to an inhabitant of another star
who shossd visit u.s."
In the volume of sixteen essays there
are none more wholly charming than
those that take us our of doors, carry
ing our thoughts and philosophising
with us among the lovers of nature
Field Flowers" 'The Wrath of the
Bee" "Old Fashioned Flowers, =
'Chrysanthemums.''
The story of the flowers as welcome
emigrants to our gardens from their
native lands is a fascinating one: The
Tulip, a turbaned headed emigrant
from Constantinople to our Western
world in the Sixteenth Century; the
Balsam. the Fuchsia. the Love-lies-
bleeding, the Hollyhocles and Marigold.
gray femigrants from the Indies, Next
co. Persia, Syria and Italy. The Span
tsh Bean from South America, the
Sweet Pea from Sicily, the Dobelia
from the Cape of Good Hope. The An
brighten all gardens.
Sincerity" gives the deepest look
into the human heart, the one great
heart of humanity that each individ-
ual keeps in charge only a mere part
of whatever emotion fills the heart one
may as we'll be, candid about, for. be
sure. whatever emotion makes the
quickening of your hearts systole and
diastole is at that instant thrilling the
heart of all humanity.
THE Leaf of Olive" which closes the
book leaves US with the exposition of
an "Optimism-in no way devout or
childish" With n reiteration that I'VE
never had so many good reasons for
hope"
This hope is the blossoms of all the
cons that have gone before. The,be-
liefs and faiths which the author seems
to regard as but groupings and mis-
takes. Had they been so they could
scarcely have produced so perfect a
Flower as the Realization of Today
Rather they were the circling rings of
growth necessary and potent. as the
circles that round out the lily-bulb to
produce the perfect Blossom of our
Time.
The Double Garden: A Volume of
Essays. by Maurice Maeterfinck.
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