The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1895-03-22
LEGEND OF THE TRAILING ARBUTuS.
BY EDITH HEYER.

BY EDITH HEYER.
Hidden snugly away under last years
dead leaves, the dearest and sweetest of
all wild flowers, the arbutus, will soon be-
gin to bloom in. the woods of New Eng
land and New Jersey. This modest little
beauty cannot be coaxed by the most skill
ful florist to grow in our gardens or green
houses. 1t is child of nature. The In
dians have beautiful legend connected
with the "wee pink-tipped" flower
Many, many moons ago there lived an
old man alone in his hut, beside frozen
brook. His beard and hair were as white
as the ice and snow that covered the earth
King Winter reigned. He sent his min
ions, the wild winds, through the forests,
| over land and sea. The notes of the Iis-
tie birds were hushed, but the great pines
and first took up the strain, and seemed
to chant dirge over the dead year. The
old man, wrapped in his great fur coat,
went out every day to gather the twigs
and branches scattered by the evil spirit
of the wind. One day the cold was in
tense, and there were no sticks for his
fire, and in his anguish he called upon the
great god Manabosho not to let him per-
ish of cold. Just then a gust of wind
blew open the door of his hut he turned
to close it. when he was astonished to see
standing on the threshold beautiful mai
den. Her cheeks were red as the wild
rose, her eyes glowed like living Goals,
and her hair was long and black. Her
step was as light as the snowflake The
maiden's bonnet was a wreath of wild
flowers; her girdle, of pussy willow buds;
her gown, of grasses and feathery ferns:
her moccasins, of pure white lilies and
her breath seemed to warm the hut, like
the winds of spring. The old Indian
said: ION, come in, my daughter; am
glad to see you, and my hut shall shelter
you from the wild tempest that RACES.
VINO are you that you dare to come forth
and brave wind and tempests in such thin
garments? Tell me your history, and
then will tell you my exploits, for am
the great Mantle; 1 blow my breath on
the river, and it stands still cover the
earth with snow, and lock the ground with
frost"
The maiden smiled and said: 81 breathe,
and the flowers spring up on the hill or
plain. I shake MY curls, and the warm
rain falls from the soft Clouds"
Manito said: "Ah! but when I walk
about the forests and hills, the leaves all
their holes, and the birds fly far away"
The maiden said: plants, trees, and
shrubs cover their ugly nakedness with
bright, fresh, tender leaves when 1 walk
about, and there is music everywhere, for
the birds have come back from their long
journey"
Thus talked the old man and the mai
den. The hut became very warm, and the
old mans head dropped on his breast, and
he slept. The great sun popped up over
the hut, and called to the river: Il am
thirsty and the river called back; II am
free; come drink" Then the maiden
pressed her hands on the old mans head.
and he grew smaller and smaller. Out of
his mouth ran streams of water, and soon
he was a little pond upon the ground,
whose banks were covered with leaves.
The maiden then leaned over the edge of
the pond and took from her bosom the
dearest, sweetest little pink-tipped flowers
and hid them under the leaves; and she
whispered to them; Il give you all my
virtues, and the scents of my sweet breath;
and all who shall pluck you shall do SO ON
bended knee"
Then the maiden moved on over plains
and woods to the singing of the happy
birds, and where she stepped, and nowhere
else, grows the arbutus- ''the breath of
spring"
THINGS FOR THE HOUSEWIFE TO Thy
Rubbing tough meat with cut lemon.
Bacon fat for frying chicken and game.
Steaming stale oaf of bread to fresh
en- it.
Dipping sliced onions in milk before
frying.
Warming crackers in the oven before
using.
Heating dry coffee before pouring on
the water.
Fried sweet apples when you have liver
or kidney.
Pouring vinegar over fresh fish to make
the scales come off easily.
Adding lemon juice to the water in
which rice is boiled to keep the grains
separate.
Beating the whites of eggs at an open
window if the kitchen is hot and steamy.
A mans second love is generally worth
more money than his first.
In striving to get ahead of others look
to it that you do not fall over yourself
Nobody can help noticing the short
comings of the man who is always be-
hind time.
The difference between man and
horse is that the latter never goes on
race track until after he's is broke
'Does your daughter sing ? asked Mrs.
Jinglegilt. Mo- replied Mrs OLDHAM.
I'VE have taken to educating her not to-
Customer-What in the world is that
unearthly bowling overhead =" Clerk
smiling)-"There is painless dentistry