The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1872-10-30
THE B00UET OF ROSES.

Walking in ny garden the 9th
CT day, l stopped before o tree
covered with yellow roses, and
looking at them reminded me Of 4
tale, which [ will relate.
Two years since, I dropped in
to spend my evening with an old
lady who resides near my house.
She is u most charming person.
amiaJ!e, clever, witty, and chari-
table in all things. She is passion
atciy fond of flowers and you will
scarcely credit the coquetry and
gallantry I cxpend in making bo-
Qpets for her, nor how much | re-
ioice at her surprise when bring
her a flower Of the name Of which
she is ignorant, or which is very
uncommon in Our part Of the coun-
try.
One evening, when I arrived at
her house, | found her seated with
an old gentleman who had been
residing on his property more
than a year-a handsome estate
in the vicinity, which had been
left him by Il distant relative, on
condition of his taking the name
Of his benefactor; consequently
he was called Monsieur Dcscou-
draies. He had obtained an in
PRODUCTION to my old lady, and l
had every reason to be Jealous Of
his assiduities. They became warm
friends, and passed almost every
evening together, playing back
CANNON.
bowed silently, on the evening
in question, as l entered, not to
interrupt the game. When it was
finished, | presented Madame de
Lorgerel u boquet OF yellow roses
which I had brought for her.
Ny roses were very beautiful,
and s;ngularly 50. because the con
tinucd rains Of the season had
blightad most Of those ofthe neigh
boring gardens; but | had taken
the precautioa Of shcltcring mine
by q shed ; and they we're, per-
haps, the only ones to be met with
in perfection. Madame dc Lorgc-
rel uttered an exclamation Of de-
light whcu she saw the beautiful!
p boquet. Monsieuv DeScoudra!es
said nothing: but seemed preoccu-
pied. | looked at him with sur
prise, not we'll able to comprehend
the mysterious influence Of my
yellow roses. Madame dc Lorge-
rel shortly afterwards spoke OF
something else ; and l thought l
had been mistaken.
\ minute or two subsequently
Monsieur Descoudraics suddenly
burst out laughing, and said
"Would YOU believe that this Do'
quet has evoked, as by magic, an
entire epoch Of my very youthful
days? For FIVE minutes | was on
ly, in imagination, twenty years
Of qge-for five minutes became
again in love with q woman, who
if she exists, must be al least sixty
years of age. I must tell you this
history it is one which has had
an immense influence on my life
and of which the memory, even
now. moves me in an cNtraordlna
~ manner-evcn now, when my
blood has only just warmth enough
to keep me alive, and enable me tc
play backgammon. | was twenty
that is more than forty years
since-I had just quilted college
where young men were kept . lit
tie longer than they arc in tho
present day. After we'll weighing
the mattcr-but without consult
ing mc-my father decided on my
future path in life: and announced
to me one morning that he hat
obtained a licutcnantcy tor me II
the regiment, then in the
garrison in AuserGne, and desired
me to be ready to leave in three
DAYS. | was not q little taker
aback, for several reasons. In th>
frs; place | diSlikcd a military
career: but that objection the sigh
of a Iasbiny uniform would soo'
have overcome added to 1t . Jew
ambitious hopes excited: and \ lit
tie music, would, ali combined
have made either 4 Cesar or al
Achilles of me. But | WAS in love
Nothing in the world could bav'
induced nc to utter a word OF TIL
70 nv father, whose only reply t
such Il confidential communicates
would have been to send me ava,
that very nj yit. But | had a
,pcln-aud what an uncle Il