Joys and Pleasures "Hope deferred maketh the heart sick: but when the desire cometh, it is a tree of life. Whoso despiseth the word shall be destroyed: but he that feareth the commandment shall be rewarded."-PROV. XIII, 12, 13. A Man for a' That ΤΗ JOYS AND PLEASURES I HE valley is broad and fertile, running east and west. The first thing the sun does in the morning, after peeping above the horizon, is to take a long, loving look up between the rows of its bordering hills, and at night the last thing, before he makes his bed in the cloud-drapery waiting to receive him, is to kiss with his slanting rays what to him is the loveliest valley on this side the earth. He sees lofty mountains, rugged cañcns, rushing torrents-they are sublime-this valley is simply beautiful. The stream that runs through the center is limpid and in no hurry; for it winds in and out, brightening and freshening the verdure. The mountains, north and south, are lofty enough to be interesting; but they are not snowcapped, except in winter; and their peaks are not unattainable, though their ascent is often wearisome. Upon their slopes are many things to delight the lover of nature: First, the trees-and who does not love them?-then the grass, where the trees have been removed; and, last of all, the flowers. A poet has said that flowers are the 13 |