ON page 139 is the picture of an old Georgian mansion in Virginia. The field in the foreground, which is many acres in extent, has been thickly naturalized with Jonquils and Narcissi. Standing by the sundial in early Spring a sea of gold lies spread out at one's feet, a living sea that melts away into the young green of the neighbouring woods. When the wind blows the sea is ruffled and furrowed by the most graceful billows, and the faint water-lily scent of the flowers is borne in on the fresh Spring air, mingled with the odour of newly-turned turf and the smoke from the neighbouring cabins. The sight of a field of Daffodils played upon by the wind is one never to be forgotten. The most tender symphony is produced without sound, as the tops and stems sway musically to the varying whims and inspirations of the breeze, bending now this way, now that, or fluttering uncertainly for a moment before renewing their rhythmic undulations. A faint accompanying murmur of the breeze from the budding trees adds to the almost imperceptible melody.

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