The Montgomery advertiser., 1903-12-13

A. Huett in Louisville Courier-Jour- m those who have read "Lovey Mary nd who recognize the "Denominatloha' Earden" chapter as an attractive 'teature "a the hook. it will no doubt be interest = to know that the original of Aunt Finv'' really exists. She and her garden Are the chief attractions of MartinsVllle' nd. Aunt Viny-known to the people as unt Tiny-being hostess to throngS or Seople who each week register al the oli- erent sanitariums from every state III #ba Union. Since last March no less than o5 neonIe have visited Aunt Viny." who |, reality is Miss Celestina R. Phelps Rbe having posed for a character in hc- on without knowing 1t.
 The little cottage in which she lives was uilt in 1855. It is old-fashioned in de- #ign and ''ramshackle" enough to nave #laved hop-scotch across the ralIroao racks with all the houses in the Cab ape Patch. The Aunt Viny of the story nd the real Aunt Viny are widely differ Inf as to choice of language-the original Icing an educated woman. a good con aersationalist, quick witted and very orig hal in her ideas-a school teacher since 257. She has written history in rhyme Tom the birth of Columbus to the navi- 8atiOn amphlet form. Chapter I. covering the eriod from 1435 to 166S.
 "Oh. 1t isn't a poem," said Aunt Tiny. Inst put facts and dates in rhyme so I he children could memorize 'em." It Begins: Tn fourteen hundred and thirty-ive we begin our rhyme,
 hen Columbus was born in Italy's sum fourteen hundred and eighty-four
 olumbus sought aid to reach our shore h fourteen hundred and eighty-six he nd EEieg was Tejected rsst; by England, Portugal
 and Spain."
 Tn this way the history is brought down trough two centuries, and two more hapters bring it to recent times. It was be first cold day in last September and
 dreary drizZle. that penetrated to the borrow of ones bones. had set in for a eady downpour. On this particular day Aunt Tiny's" denominational garden resented a sorry spectacle as the writer aged over the little paling fence; but, othing daunted. ventured in, pausing as passed up the walk, to see if I could Acognize any of the friends had found
 .'Lovey Mary" The garden was a ilderness of old-fashioned flowers and nes; but the severe drenching creatsj he impression that the Methodists, es- ecially the perennial Phlox, had just rome through" during a revival and ood weeping and shattered at the ourner's bench. The Presbyterians. ose big white June lilies, and the wild blumbines. had their annual revival, quit looming and settled down in cold, calm Bsurance that they were predestined to ernal life and need no longer blossom. he Baptists. verbenas and Portulacca, ere thriving under the downpour, and e verbenas were catching their breath
 they went under. but came up rejuve- hted. But the Catholics dahlias and pllyhocks, were as prosperous looking as Ter and seemed to flourish in spite of e weather.
 One knock at the door and it was open "a by a woman of some 70 years. tall and ngular and energetic. She promptly and brdially invited me in, and before I re- ized it had spread before my aston he'd gaze a half dozen quilts of cotton, oolen and silk materials, which she had ads and feather-stitched Ginca she