Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1905-06-07
MAINE EDITORIAL COMMENT.
The Advent Of June.
(Bangor News).

To most of us VINO reside unuef tne
north star and who enjoy things out Of
doors. June is the most delightful
month in all the year. n spite of the
weddings which take up so much space
in the newspapers. in spite or mos
uujtoes and black flies, and in spite of
the melancholy fact that every mo-
ment brings so much nearer to Old age
and the inevitable grave, June is the
month when we forget the VexatiOns OF
life and when we enjoy the perfect ami
NAL eXiStence-the condition that
Adam and Eve reveled in when they
were roaming about that beautiful
garden before they knew that sickness
and disappointment and death were
realities.
And speaking of that celebrated gar
den of Eden, we have an impression
that it Is greatly ovcrestimated. For
one to love 4 garden he Iaust work in
it. He must take OFF his coat and un-
button his collar and buckle down over
the hoe handle until he pcrspires and
turns red in the face. Two thirds or
the real joy in gardening lies in select
ing and training the I'lants, I'm pulling
out the weeds ana picking the bugs.
If every rose were perfect specimen
we should never learn how to distin-
guish one variety from another. The
real joy OF life comes from work for
perfection. If everything were abso-
lutely correct and IN apple pie order
we should lose our ambition and be as
useless as clans at high water
Speaking seriously, it is, our belief that
there are men and women right here In
Bangor who take more pleasure in
their gardens than AOam and Eve did
or could. A Maine garden in June! A
garden all green with talking leaves
and all fragrant with the breath of
| lilac and apple blossoms! A garden
that grows and spreads cut and be-
comes more lovely with every passing
day! A garden that Is sweet and filled
with cOntentment for the here and
now, and still a garden that promises
a succession of glad surprises for every
week and every day through all the
months CT summer! When we think Of
Il Maine garden in June and the de-
lights which it affords. most of us
would not swap places with Adam and
Eve, even though they should offer us
| 4 big bonus in the way of boot.
In Maine June is the month when
| everybody finds something to do. The
well man who does not work in June is
q chronic lOafer. There IS no hope for
| him. The summers work is well I'M
derway. From now OH there can be no
hesitation about what che shall do
| Wages are at their very highest point
for the year. The hours of daylight
are so long and so bright and joyous
! that one who is vigorous can perform
his daily stint of ten hours and sti'l
have another whole day left in which
| to roam abroad ana see things and
study this glad old world.
Did ever any one hear the birds sing
so sweetly as they do this year? Was
| there ever a sky SO blue and deep and
| crystalline Were flowers ever SO fra
grant or fields and woods so fresh and
| green? Surely, the best friend one
| ever had was never so dear to him as
| is a day in June among the forests and
by the sides of lakes and streams.
Somehow whenii' one contemplates the
| charms Of June and let's a realizing
sense of the beauties which he enjoys
| soak into his being, he feels instinct
lively that nothing short of an infinite
Power could have done so much for us.
| If VIC agree with the atheist and claim
| there is no God, we must admit that
| nothing short Of Il Power equal to
Gods could have str wed delights with
so much lavishness. 1t IS worth suf-
| fering for and aching for and starving
| for just to live one who'e day in June.