Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1842-04-01
TA9E; TEA ROSE.
Contributed to Godcy's Lady 5 Boot, for March.
BY MRS. II. L. BEECHER STOWE,
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There it stood in its little green vase. on
a light ebony stand, in the window of the
drawing room. The rich satin curtains with
their costly tringes swept down on either side
OF ii, and around it gittcrcd every rare and
iancitul trille which wealth can offer to u>-
ury, and yet the simple rose was the faircst
Of them all. So pure it lookcd-ns white
leaves touched with that delicious creamy
tint, peculiar to its Kind, its cup so full, so
perfect, its head bending as if it were sink
ing and melting away in its own richness oh
when did man ever make any thing like the
living perfect flower.
But the sunlight that streamed through the
window relieved something furer than the
rose. Reclined on an Ottoman, in decp
recess. and imently engaged with book, Law
what seemed the living counterpart of that so
lovely flower. The cheek, so pale, so spirit
ual, the face so fall Of high thought, the fair
forehead, the long, downcast lashes, and the
expression of the beautiful mouth, so sorrow
full yet so subdued and sweet-it seemed lie
the picture of dream.
"Florcnce Florence ECHOED merry
and musical voice in Il sweet tone. Turn
your head, reader, and you will see a dark
and sparkling maiden, the very model OF
some little wiliul elf, born of mischief and
motion, with dancing eye, foo, tina,
scarcely seemed to touch the CARPET, and a
smile SO multiplied by dimples, that it seem
ed like thousand smiles at once. "Ceme
Florence, say" said the little fairy, "pu
down that wise, good excellent volume, anc
talk with poor little mortal COME, dc.
scend from your cloud, my DEAR
"The fair apparIlion thus abjured, obey.
ed, and, looking up reveal,d Just the eve
you expected to sec beneath such lids eve
deep pathetic and rich, as strain Of sa,
music.
81 say, cousin said the "darko ladye.'
"l've been thinking what YOU are to do will
your pet rose, when you 20 to Ncw-York-
as to our great CONSERVATION You are goin,
to do ;you know it would be sad ply Il
leave il with such scatter brain as am.
do love flowers, that's fact that is, | liz
regular boquet, cut off and tied up TO carr
10 party but as to all this tending am
fussing that is necessary TO keep them grow
ing, Eve no gifts IN that line
SNAKE yourselfqu easy as to that, Kate,
SAID Florence, with smile. ave no inten
ton of calling upon your talents have a
asylum for my iavorle."
sob then You know Just what | was &C
ing to say Mrs. Marshall presume has bee
speaking to you; she was here yestcrda,
and was very pathetic upon the subec
telling her the loss your favori,c would su
tain, and so forth, and she said how dc!igh
cd she should be to have it in her raer-hou
il is in such fine state now, so full of bud
told her knew you would like, of al! thin
10 give It to her ; you were always SO fol
Of Mrs Marshall, you know.
"Nay, Kate, I'm sorry, bu, have othe
wise engaged it,
"Who can it be 10 you have no intimate
here"
"Oh, only ono of my odd fancies."
"But do tell me, Florence"
swell, cousin, you know the little pa
girl to whom we give sewing"
"What, little Mary Stephens How al
surd +! That is just of piece, Florenc