New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1860-02-27
THE BROKEN LILY

| There was statuary' workshop abntting ON a
corner OF the churchyard which Lillian had to pass
| in going to her fathers, where people who wanted
monuments for their deceased friends went to
choose the design The statuary was merry little
! old man, who always whistled as no Clipped,
| and had store OF queer grave anecdotes for his
gossips-an his gossips were many, for everybody
who took tho short cut across the churohyard was
| Obliged to pass his corner
| Lillian often stopped to speak to him, and one
sunshiny morning during this tragical period she
paused and looked in, seeing him at his work and
alone.
to this deas call it very sweet idea, indeed "
criod he, hrisky, nodding at her and pointing IA
the piece of pure white marble, on which he was
lahoring. Lillian approached nearer and saw a
lilly, broken from the stem, scuptured on the top.
/" What shonld you say to such stone MS this for
yourself, now ~ asked the statuary with his head
side, and his sharp little eyes turned up to
her iace It Is the neatest thing ever set my
"For whom is it. John2.
:" II is for that daughter of Dean Maaleyerer.
Rose Mary Mauleyerer. I've got the inscription in
my poeketbook now taking it out and reading
m solemn asnasr s. VIM, memory Of Rose Mary
Dean Of Walton Minister. who died April II, is22,
aged 10 years. The Lord gave, and the Lord hath
taken away blessed be the name of the Lord
Now you would say that was in real pious spirit,
wouldn't YOU miss p asked he, sinking his voice
confdentially " but Ill tell yon what 1t seems to
me. 1t seems laying of our own hardness to the
Lords account--that's what it seems to me- The
old mans sorry now, but he should have let her
have her way; no good ever comes of crossing
young folks fancies You will have heard the
story, | dare say, missss
Yes, Lillian had heard in fact, Lady Leigh had
quoted it to her as an instance Of the headstrono
folly of girl in love she would rather die than
profess to give up the curate, whom the dean ala.
approyed-the curate, who, thirty years after She
was in her grave, came to the dignity of bishop
But how could the dean foresee that? The curate
had only scholarship and fine personal qualities
no money, no family connexions to push him, no
rank nor anything but himself, and deans
daughter must marry something more than man
1--WE seen her. said old John, touching the
flower delicately with his hand; 1--WE seen her
many time standing just where you are standing
now as bright and pretty little girl as there was
in all the town. She was a bit of fayorite of
Lian-and her it did me good to see Then some
times Mr.. Wilson would come along and sneak to
her here; he could see her from his window at his
lodgings by your fathers when she stood at NV
door, and it is my belief he made an errand out OH
purpose often-bless you, know
1T is pretty design, John,'' said Lillian, alb |
iwho chose t2''
{" The strange thing, miss she chose it herself !
She was talking here to me one evening last sum |
mer, and says she, John, did You ever carve a |
broken lily on young girls tombstone y and says
], No. Then do the first time you have such |
commission. l saw one on a monument abroad |
and thought it beautiful fancy says she. And
so when the Dean came to choose her stone told |
him what she had said, and he nodded to me to |
carry it out"