"A GARDEN OF LOVE."

Some little time ago the writer received a letter from a friend, who said she wished to form a "garden of friendship," in which all her friends were to be represented, and requesting her to send a flower or plant of some kind. Each friend was left free to send the flower of her choice, that there might be an almost unending variety to please and to charm. It has not yet been the privilege of the writer to see that garden, but she has many times thought of it and mentally pictured it. What a profusion of beauty would be there! What wealth of form and color, what sweet fragrance would greet the approach of a visitor.

The beauty and pleasure of such a garden as this would, however, be incomplete if the work of the gardener had been neglected in either its preparation or care. The ground would need careful digging, much useless rubbish would have to be removed before the flowers could be planted, and a vigilant watch must be kept to prevent the intrusion of weeds which might usurp the place of the flowers. The gardener has indeed much work to do, and it must be faithfully done in order that the plants under his care may receive the full blessing of sun and shower.

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