A garden rosary . Il6 A GARDEN ROSARY October 3 0 watch the daily dissolutionof a human body is to read inunforgettable letters the historyof all physical life. There is only the dif-ference of degree between death as itsteals over a mortal frame and death as itwithers a flower on its stem. But no. Theflowers die painlessly. For us, the tear-ing down of our tissues and the wastingaway of our flesh is full of agony. Surelythe unfathomable thing that makes us dif-ferent from the animals and the flowersand all other creations of Nature must beresponsible for this difference. How elsecan we accoun
A garden rosary . Il6 A GARDEN ROSARY October 3 0 watch the daily dissolutionof a human body is to read inunforgettable letters the historyof all physical life. There is only the dif-ference of degree between death as itsteals over a mortal frame and death as itwithers a flower on its stem. But no. Theflowers die painlessly. For us, the tear-ing down of our tissues and the wastingaway of our flesh is full of agony. Surelythe unfathomable thing that makes us dif-ferent from the animals and the flowersand all other creations of Nature must beresponsible for this difference. How elsecan we account for pain as we know it,and as the vegetable world knows it not ?But why should not our superior endow-ment make us immune to the ultimatepangs, instead of rendering us more sus-ceptible to them ?. a garden rosary i17 October 4 utumn! — with the harvest be-ing gathered into the hams, andwith the flowers which are thehandsomest of all the year standing bright-ly in their garden beds! What more fit-ting time to be gathered to rest, after a fullseason of fruitfniness ? As she lies uponher bed, and sees standing before her thefive stalwart men and women she hasborne, there is something in her counte-nance that reminds me of a majestic fieldfrom which an ample harvest has beentaken. In such primitive moments as these,we feel our kinship to the natural beastsand the prolific meadows: and surelyearthly life is most easily relinquishedwhen we have satisfied the laws of feel, as she lies here, with the autumnpastures stretching out on every hand,that she, like them, is content, nor doesshe envy the field its fatherhood.
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