Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1844-06-27
11opular Gales.
THE TEA ROSE.
gAgT !.
DY MRS. o.. BEEcmEK STOW Il

on hight ebony stand, III the WINDOW
Of the drawing-room. The rich satin
curtains with their costly irlnges swept
down on either side of it, aud around
' Il glltiercd oyery rare aud lanciiul trifle
which wealth can offer To luxury, aud
yot that simple rose was the iairest of
+ them all. SO oure il looked--its white
leaves lIst touched with that delicious
| creamy tint, peculiar 10 It's kind, It's
cup 50 full, SO perfect, It's head bending
| as il il were sinking aud melting away
! ia its own luXuriancc-oh, when did
man ever make anything like the livins
| perfect Aower
| But the Sunlight that streamcd through
the window revealed something lairer
than the rose. Reclined on an ottoman
in a deep recess, aud intcnt!y engaged
with 4 book, lay what seemed the lIv-
ing counterpart Of that SO lovely flower.
4 hat check So pale, so spiritual, the
face so full of high thought, the fair
forehead, the long, down-cast lashes,
aud the expression Of the beautiful
mouth, SO sorrowiuI, yet so subdued
aud sweet: seemed like the picture
Of dream.
"Florcncc ! Florence !" echoed
merry and musical voice, in sweet,
impatient tcno. Turn youI head read
er, and you will see dark and spark
ling maiden, the very model of some lit
| tie wilul eli, born OF mischief and mu-
scarcely seemed TO touch the carpet,
' and L smllc SO multiplied by dimples,
once. Come, Florence, say" said
the lutte fairy, "put down that wise,
excellent volume, and talk with the
/ poor little mortal-come descend from
! yon cloud, my dear"
/ The fair apparilion, thus adJGred,
ohcyed, aud looking up, revealed just
! the eyes you expected to sec beneath
such lids ; eyes deep, pathetic aud
rich as a strain of sad music.
Il say, cousin, said the dark lady
''I'yc been thinking what you are to do
with your pet rose when you 90 to New
York as To our great CONSERVATION
you are going to do you know 1t
| would be sad pity to leave ii with such
! & scatier-b brain as | am. | do love
! flowers, lhat 5 fact that is, like IA
regular boquet, cut of and tied up TO
carry 10 party but as to all this
tending aud iussing that is necessary
to keep them growing, I've no gifts IN
| that line"
Make yourself quite easy as to that,
/ Kalc,' said Florence, with smile.
/ "l We no intention oi calling upon your
talents have an asylum for my ia
/ yorito'
4 ooh then YOU know just what was
going to say Mrs. Marshall, pre-
sumc has been speaking to you she
was here yesterday, and was very pa
| tkel,c upon the subject, telling her the
loss your lavorite would sustain, aud So
! forth, and she said how delighted she
| should be to have il 10 Ter green-h Ouse,
Il, ai In al
buds. told her knew you would like
Of all things to give II to her You
were always 50 fond Of Mrs. Marshall,
J.. you know"
/. NAY, Kate, I'm sorry, but | have
otherwise engaged II. -
:. "Who can it be to you have 50
few iutimatcs here"
| ooh, only one Of my old lancIes. "
! "But do tell me, Florence"
!. "Wcl, cousin, you know the little
palc girl To whom we give sewing -
"What, little Mary Stephens How
absurd ! This is just Of piece, Flor
'cuce, with your "ther inothcfIy, o'u'
maidish ways-drcssrng dolls for poor
children, making caps and knitting
socks for all the little dirty brals IN tho
region round about. do believe that
i'you have made more calls ~ those two
vile, ill-smcling alleys back Of our
house than ever you have made IA
Chestnut street, though you know
every body has been half dying to 500
YOU aud now, TO crown all, you must
give this bijou to a scmptress girl, when
one of your most intimate friends, IN
your own class, would value II so high
l.ly. What 10 the worG eau people IN
their circumstances want Of flowers ~