New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1871-03-26

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strong and good, aud loves me faithfully"
and from that time her heart warmed to
him.
When Nainrssh,l fsishld weaving y id
her loom she gave Plum Tree the loveliest |
wedding dress imaginable fine, 80 white
so fragrant, and - beeoming, that Rsae
Vine declared he had the most beautifuA
bride in the world. The stars hung out |
their brightest lights the evening Of Rose
Vines wedding feast. and the bees, and the
butterflies, and the moths, and the hum.
ming birds gathered from far and near to |
partake of its dainties-and it was even
SAID that some OF tho best bred and least
irritable of the wasp family, young officers
all .glittering with gold cord upon their
uniforms, honored the occasion with their
presence. However this might have been,
there was enough, aud to spare, for every
body, for the thrifty bees filled their peck
cts with 1sgoodies' for the morrow. si'''fs
Through the long summer Rose Vine and
Plum Tree were very, very happy, and the
young wife learned to compare her strong
and graceful husband most favorably with
his aristocratic kinfolks, who had to be per-
petuary shaved by the gardeners shears,
and fed, and watercd, and coaxed to induce
them to give out their blossoms, while
he threw out countless numbers SO will
ingly ON . ample diet Of dew and sunshine,
and untitled SOIL, sss9,a r s4- suelst9
Yes, they were very happy and Rose Vine
sheltered Plum Tree with his green form
from. the scorching midsummer heat, and
when the frest and sleet Of winter scame,he
tried to keep her warm and protect her
from the bitterness Of the cold, cheering her
with his patient daily blooms, which he
never forgot to hang out, however disagree
able the weather. 1st
Indeed the. father, the mother, and the
children, whose door he 20 happily screened
observed moro times than one that he per
sisted in this charming habit, even when an
icicle hung from his red nose, which We
all know must have required somewhat
painful effort ON his part. s'pss# -1a
This beautiful exhibition Of his generous
nature the mother deeply appreciated, and
she would sometimes say, Look at that dear
old fluffy Rose Vine covered with flowers,
while everything else is 60 brown and sere.
Go bring me someof them to trim my empty
vaser' Whereupon the children would
fiutter out-the daughters with much laugh
ter, and little screams Of dismay over. Rose
Vines great thorns, which teasingly caught
at their aprons and dresses, and the sons,
with many airs Of superiority, boldly scaling
the pickets to where the largest flowers
grew. gEs.l i, 81 -5s4sia4l. q
Although they were not sfne or richly
fragrant, these roses had brightness and
sweetness of their own, and all the family
mp to the father and grandmother loved
them so much that they would bury their
faces in the bunch, and seem to find cheer
fulness and refreshment therein.
Many years rolled by, bringing their
chances and changes as well to the family
as to the Rose Vine but, ON the whole, all
went well with the one and the other, until
upon the approach Of one charming spring,
Rose Vine observed that his dear Plum Tree
was becoming puny. and did not revive
under the influence Of the balmy air. Oh.
what pang tore his great heart, and how
he strove to win her back to health. raisss
The gardener came to his help. and for
awhile she seemed better, bat when another
spring was at hand she was too weak to put
on the briial dress which it had always
been her wont to resume at this season in
remembrance of her wedding day, and in o
few weeks her life was quite fed.
There was = great sorrow for the poor
Rose Vine, and in his dispair he chung tightly
to the dead body. apt
After awhile, though, they came and took
it away from his embrace, and he fell back.
bruised and torn in heart and body, upon
the homely picket fence, finding in it o
strong and wholesome support, not unlike,
perhaps, to that which human beings receive
in their troubles by resting upon faith in the
Heavenly Fathers goodness.
For awhile it seemed as though the sweet
spirit of content, which had enabled him to
keep up an appearance of ckecrfulness
under all circumstances, had deserted him.
and Rose Vine could not bear to decorate
his long sprays with gay colors, but dropped
darby green and gloomy, brooding over
his solitary future. The brave heart, hid
den deep from sight, wisely left him to
little season Of repese, and then sending a
vigorous supply of life-giving sap through
all his veins, obliged him to resume his
usual occupations. 1t is true he was never
quite the same Rose Vine again, but
through the many years which brought him
to an extreme old age lie continued to reach
up higher and higher, screening and adorn-
! ing the doorway for the mother and ut the
same time spoke to the entire family, say
ing, through the lips Of his unwearied out
cropping Of daily blooms: "Contentment
and cheerfulncss come from the patient full
tillment of even homely duties, and those
who have once had in their keeping the
| treasure of great love, even if tina. treas
ure be for awhile removed. can afford to re-
joice and be glad for evermore"
WOMAN IN SOCIETY.
From the Golden Age.]
Man was made for society. He can live
in solitude IS diver lives under water,
and o miner exists under ground; but his
home Is in fellowship with mankind. Society
is the atmosphere his nature was made to
breathe, the sunshine that develops his
being into beauty and ripeness. The monk
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