The daily morning journal and courier., 1906-06-21

she has changed her character! 'Tis the full, reich passion of summer that ani- mates her-she has became with rapid fervor the more than bethrothed, the bride-clasping in her warm all the lovers of nature, over them with her ardent laugh ter and life and anon drenching them with those cooling showers that some- what abate their transports. What, then, does dear June leave for July, whose very flowers she is stealing. coax ing out bloos that should wait, like the simple ox-eye daisy? The mountain laurel begins in June, to be sure, but should not so early as this, and July will not see a laurel bloom. It is mo- table that very backward spring has been rushed into the heat of summer so quickly as to fairly take the breath away of the wild foWers--for they are usually quite calm and composed in their advent. June is making a jealous record this year.
 Their is as much delight in these rivalries of summer as in anything that we get from nature. Everything is not, then, dead set on dates and cor respondences. If the apple tree will bloom in a night and a morning, and in another night and day will scatter it's rosy petals and be done with 1t, so that Mays last week shall not see a single big bouquet in all the orchards, it is but an example of synchronistio loveliness, willing to spend itself in one burst of blossom, and then farewell. Now are the loveliest orchids blooming in the swamps. The showy orchis-the only orchis in our New England-has but lately dropped its last purplish pe- tals in the moist places where it grows and now there are calopogons, pogohias and the supreme arethusa that follow. The lady's slippers are all gone from flower; the crimson that everybody knows; the spectable syripedium, the the yellow, little and large, that are not so well known; and the habernarlas are yet to come. But in the sunny swamps the exquisite arethusa thrusts up it's delicate transfguration of the most subtle sunlit pink, in the midst of the quaking bogs and where the hack matack Is gradually intruding, amid the cattails and the sweet gale, where also the pitcher-plant swells forth it's curious leaves and shoots up its mys- terious flowers, and multitude of marvellous grasses and sedges grow. Euch a swamp, steaming with vapors 1 that exhale under the solar beams, IS a scene of the divine energy never too much to be admired by those who dis cern it's beauties. The greater familiari- one gains with these wonderful opera tions of nature, the more the Instinct and reason of worship climbs our in most recesses of thought. There is no doubt of God in such privileges of his | intimacy
 And now, too, how rich and voluptu- ous are the mountains, with their woodland advancement. "Voluptuous' has a meaning richer than the degrada- tion to which it has been subjected by the weakness of what should be the strongest--the heart of man. It is the heart of man, It is the fitness of satis- fled development, the sense of unen-
 cumbered wealth in the joy of life. Tus it belongs to the forest and it's flowers, to the fields and their flowers, to all that nature bestows upon earth, and which was not meant for man alone to
 enjoy, but first and always for the di- vine spirit which it expresses. Infinite
 beauty, infinite joy, infinite sacredness.
 And that this, 'voluptas'' is both sen- suous and spiritual is in it's way one of the many testimonies that the two are IoneAthat bodies are ours to make them Laccord with spirit-that out of the one
 must come the growth of the other
 Such a June as ours must bring this
 lasting fact of the unity of human
 mature with the greater nature closer
 to our convictions.
 There is much delight yet in the joy
 ance of the birds, for though many oi
 these ethereal creatures are ceasina
 their song, yet the song sparrow jubi'
 lantly sings, and there are meadow larks. orioles, and wood thrushes that
 have yet strains of pleasure to en'
 trance the ear-the human ear, fol
 which 1t used to be thought all these
 charms were meant alone. It 1t not so
 Out of the melodies and harmonies ol
 nature we have what we are capable
 of receiving. But without man, thu life of earth would still have its beau
 ties and graces, it's bloom and music
 For they were before man came It il possible they may survive his departurt but not unless man learns to protec
 and conserve them from enemies-ant
 chiefly from himself-the most though less and destructive of his enemies Without birds the earth would no
 have any escape from the devastation , of the myriad tribes of insects, whicl
 may yet close up human habitatton. Il , 1.-the midst of this lovely season, sucl thoughts will recur, for science tell . us our life depends not merely on tha r artificial mechanism of society, wit i, its money thought, it's material care r. which now makes what is called pros f perity. but much more on the lovellnes and glory of the earth, in it's forests it's flowers, it's birds, ana Gods life i , Springfield Republican.
 a A LADY AND HER HUSBAND. l Six o'clock in the evening at Gran r !