15 MARCH 1935, Page 16

An Old Gardener's Prayer

The following quaint verses—a sort of prayer for what is called the green hand or green thumb—has been dug up and sent me by a correspondent. It is not great or grammatical poetry, but did not some one dichotomize genius into naive and other?

"The time o' year be come again, When darkness lifts and soils do call Seeds. I sow some happiness to gain For Master, I and alL Heavenly Father guide this hand o' mine, Please Thee to my plants be kind, So when they bloom and sun do shine, Thou and us they nearer bind."