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Those who heard Henry Beston at the Garden Club meeting last month will be interested in the review appearing in New York Herald Tribune Books which reads: "One need not be an herb gardening enthusiast to find in this small volume a pleasure and a sense of peace too seldom discovered in books of horticultural intent[?]. A few pages and one settles deeper into one's chair, shifts the light to a more convenient angle, for here is a rare blend of fancy, fact, of philosophy and clear humanness that cannot be escaped. Let one short quotation serve as the key; for the rest, you should be your own discoverer: 'A plant of Balm, lifted from the June earth with its beard of delicate roots, a bush of Thyme in flower in the hot sun. Angelica rising in Gothic reeds where the rich and level earth long stores its rain, each of these is still a use, a potency, and a name. A garden of herbs is a garden of things loved for themselves in their wholeness and integrity. It is not a garden of flowers, but a garden of plants which are sometimes very lovely flowers and are always more than flowers. It is a garden of color seen as a part of garden life and not as its climax and close, of the pleasures and refreshments of fragrance, of the fantasy and beauty of leaves, of the joy of symmetry and design in nature, of that neglected delight to be found in garden contrasts and harmonies of green.' " This charming little book, from the press of Doubleday, Doran & Co. is on our library shelves-don't fail to read it.