Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1891-06-13
THE STORY OF 4 ROSE.

Come in here, you little rascal?' cried
DR.. Packard hercely, Selling by the col
lar boy who was peering through the
picket fence at the doctor brilliant gar
den The boy was dropped trembling
upon the Office steps, while the big, bury
doctor went about among his flowers,
cutting a huge bouquet These he gave
the culprit, exclaiming, with equal
sternness; There take that home and
put it into water Quick! Start your
heels Then he stood upon the steps,
chuckIing to himself 10 sen the bare legs
OF the frightened urchiu lily up the street.
This garden was DR.. Packard's latest
plaything and pride. NO fun in culti
waiting good ground; nothing to doctor
he had said when be blasted out the
scraggy. worthless limestone ledge, crop
ping out in his office door-yard, filed IN
rich soil and made the ledge gay with
vigorous. blooming flowers. Roses and
lilies. pansies and tuChsias, tevertews and
hollvhocks. geraniums and helioropes,
phloxes and sweet williams, verbenaS ana
carnations, morning.glories climbing over
the door of his office, and sweet peas and
nasturtiums winding in and out the low
fence-al responded 10 his care and
blossomed with a perfection and an abund-
auce rarely seen. Nature IN her most
grateful mood.
Here it Was his delight to startle and
to reward the children who were drawn
to the spot by the love of ti)wers. He
would rise up unexpectedly from behind
| the hedge OF vines and demand, IN awful
tones: Does your mother like plants
/ Well take her that, you scamp, giving
| the boy "a pink or'geranium .or tuchsla,
and adding in still sharper, grutfer tones,
4 aud see to 1t that you bring back the
pot.' If the boy was not too frightened
and did not run away, leaving the pot on
! the doorstep, his courage was rewarded
with yet another plant.
/ One day in June the doctor was out
walking up and down his garden paths,
pulling up q weed here, picking of fad
/ eds blossom there and looking with keen
pleasure at many lovely flower Grlanc.
/ ing up suddenly from his bed of perpetual
roses, be saw a young girl looking visit
4 fully over his. fence
what flowers do you like best my
! child?' he asked with curious change
from his usual brusque tone
'Oh. roses. sir, She answered They
are the loyeiest of all, ! think. We have
a yellow rose, that climbs up the caves OF
our house. and another white one that
comes up to my window, ana many pink
ones out in the garden. But they live out
all winter. and are not like those, ~ nod
| ding toward the doctors roses.
Come in and see them, said the doc
/ tor; and 20 round all you ike.
The young girl thanked him and went
quietly around, touching some OF tho
! flowers gently, daintily smelling the per
fume OF many and noticing each. But
she stood longest by the rose bed. The
delicate color came and went in her cheeks
and her pretty blue eyes shone with eX
element and delight.
DR.. Packard watched her silently while
he went from bed to bed, cutting many
blossoms. These he gave to her. Hel
ewes opened wide with surprise. Snt
! thanked him gravely but simply, while
her happy face spoke yet more eloquently
As she turned to pass out the gate the doc
tor called her:
"Wait moment. Here. take this rose
grew it from a seed 1t won't blossom
for me, perhaps it will for you. Give i
rood chance Let me see the flower
when il comes. And here S a book, hI
continued, that will tell you how to feeC
/ it.
| Turning to 90 again the gir saw gra!
haired. bent men on the other side of tn
street. walking slowly
"Oh, fatAer' she called, "see wha
beautiful flowers. have, and a new rose
too! The doctor gave them all to me.
4 Mr.. Carter grave face lighted up as b.
stepped across the street.
Indeed they are beauties, my child
The doctor knew wat would please so,
best. Let me carry the rose for you. !
will get good care, sir, be added turning
to Dr. Packard,
doctor
yes this is my Lucy, the last Of th
six. 80 he answered. tender, sad smll
crossing his worn features.
Better Set her ont in TIE garden
Oute too pale and thin man Throw
AWAY her books. Let her dig; let her max
.Dud-pies again keep her out Of door.
Let her come ID only to eat and sleep.
said Mr. Packard with "A threatening
scow'. quickly followed by nod and
laugh toward LuCy
TIN, win he a nice place for my rose,
said Lucy 10 her father that evening. - y
made little hollow right mere I'D my owl
bed. g. that the wind can't blow the 20
over. and then too won't forget 9,
water it when close beside my miga0nett
and heliotrope. Three sweet flower. all j
4 row Won't it bs lovely vixen the ros
blossoms. for am sure it viii an
mother. see. can see it the first thing II
the morning night out Of my window
Mrs Carter sat on tue porch knlttlng
but her eyes followed fondly the Sigh
figure of her child as Lucy ran aroun
from bed to BUSH and the mother az
swered Eith gentle smiles the girl en-
tbusiastic out6ursts Of delight IN he
newest treasure. Mr. Carter drove q lon
stake d0wu beside the new rose and tie
it securely, Will. Lucy eagerly watche
every movement.
Ohll am sure Of blossom soon, dea
father. and wnat color do YOU suppose
Eill be Pink OK Ted, hope. Red Wit
dark, velvet heart. We all ike that colc
best. don't vef she asked turning affet
tiona,ely to each parent, While the pa