The Arizona sentinel., 1891-02-07
ROMANCE OF ROSES. !
Whence Three Popular Favorites
 Derived Their Names.
Interesting Legends Attached to Beautl- full FlOwers-MarechaI Neil's Present to Empress Eugenie-The Bon
 Silene and JacQueminot.
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Then hey for hardy roses
 That bloom the livelong year.
 The huge hand bouquet which sea son or two ago was one of the in dispcnsable equipments of fashion able woman has been revived in all its former glory. Miss Dorothy no longer carries in her hand to the opera, the ball or the luncheon her gold-lined bon bonnicre and cut-g'ass viniagrette, but confines them to her oxydizcd girdle, while in their stead her two hands-So big are the dimensions-clasp bouquet of gorgeous blossoms.
 The favorite flowers, now that the chrysanthemum season is over, arc the bouvardia, carnations and ever delight t. ful roses, says the Detroit Free Press. Thoso arc massed in solid semisphere and out ined with maiden-hair fern or other dainty green foliage. Of the roses the favorites depend upon the color, the moro intense of the reds, vel lows and what are called rose colors be- i ing generally selected. Of the inter- mediate or dull shades but few are chosen. The debutante, of course, car ries white.
 One of the prettiest of the reds, and which enhances the beauty of the rcd toilet, now the extreme of fashion, is the Papa Gautier, it's fine, long, large, red buds making t especially well liked. The good General Jacqueminot, Bon Silene and Marechal Neil will no doubt always remain in favor with rose-wor- shipcrs, few of whom perhaps are aware of the interesting legend attached to each and which has been treated by one of our writers of fiction. According to this writer the Marechal Neil was rooted from the stem of one of a whole basket of roses presented by French peasant to the returning warrior, sick and wounded, after his noted heroism in Italy, when Franco aided Victor Eman- ucl in driving out the Austrians. This particular shoot continuing to grow, Neil determined to keep it, and return ing to France placed it in the hands of a noted foriculturist, and the next spring it bore four of the loveliest, pale lemop-tlntcd roses the world has ever seen. After having been awarded the cross of the Legion of Honor he was in- yited to a reception by tho then Elm press Eugenie, to whom he presented one of tho roses, when she observed: "And so you have proved tho truth of what the old abbe used to say in his ser mons at Pau about casting the bread upon the waters! Dear me, but he was tedious, that good abbe," continued her Majesty, with tho softest look of retro spection in her lovely dark eyes. "No, M. To Marechal,' said she, vivaciously, 'I shall christen this rose for you"
 The Bon Silone is said to have sprung up from th2 cleft of broken statue to the ancient Bishop Silenus. As none of the fathers had ever seen such rose, one of them said: ''Lct it be called the rose of the good Silenus.'
 The Jacqueminot is trife moro fanciful in origin. An irate father slew the lover of his daughter, upon which she died of broken heart. There was clump of Louis Quinze roses growing by the seat whore the lovers wore when the General found them. These rose branches were red with the youths blood and tho girls father ordered them cut away. The next spring green shoots grew from the roots again, and enc day the gardener said:
 "Monsieur, will you come into tho garden? There is miracle to bo seen."
 Truly it seemed miracle had been wrought. One splendid stem had grown up, and on it was bud half opened. It was not pale pink, as tho parent had been, but a cardinal, velvety red-a royal ross, full of grace and beauty.
 The man who had never flinchcd at the charge of the wild Arab when ho rode side by side with Kleber, and stood the shock of ten of the Hungarian and Polish lancers, put his hands to his eyes and wcpt like boy, and the old garden CT turned his face away that he might not see the others grief, while he softly whispered a prayer for the soul that had gone to God.
 'Shall I cut it down, my master?' said the old man softly after few minutes of silence.
 ''No; it is the flower of God, and let it grow"
 It grew and fourished, and this is the story told of the origin of the queen of roses, which sprang from lovers blood
 An extremely beautiful rose bouquet Is formed Of American Beauties. One carried by New York young woman was marvelously fragrant and lovely. And well it might be. for the sum paid for it was S1OO. Fancy handing over ten shining golden eagles for roses for ono . lovely young woman to carry in her. hand ono evening. This bouquet was tied with six yards of pink ribbon, which reached to the ground.