and stormy years was specially valuable in giving the peo¬
ple new heart and new inspiration.

The Vale of Cashmere

There are other spots just as eloquent of peace and
beauty, places that rival the Shakespeare Garden in old
association and wealth of bloom and blossom. The Vale
of Cashmere in Prospect Park and particularly the Rose
Garden at the far end is one of them. Here is a retreat
that is ever sheltered from the noise and excitement of
our modern life. Only the twittering of birds and the
soft music of the fountains break the stillness of this
little paradise, and a wealth of roses on every side fill
the air with their perfume. Here you can sit and dream
the idle hours aw^ay and imagine, for the time being at
least, that there is no unrest or discomfort in the great
world outside. No better retreat for the longed for Sab¬
bath quiet could be found.

There is one other spot in Prospect Park where the
Sunday quiet may be enjoyed. It is the Garden of Wild
Flowers, sometimes called the Old Fashioned Garden, on
the eminence looking down into the plaza where stand the
monument of Lincoln and the rare old trees guarding
it. There the flowers grow in profusion, of every shape
and color and size, in rich clusters of gold or scarlet or
purple, with here and there a long graceful stalk bearing
aloft its single flower in solitary loveliness and beauty.
One may wander through the irregular paths of this maze
of wild flowers, resting occasionally on the rustic benches,
or in the little raised summer house in the middle of the
garden and enjoy the repose wdiich nature alone can
give.
 

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