The Ellensburg dawn. [volume] (Ellensburg, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1907-05-14

Gle out In most English gardens
1his speech hurt Eleanor. With the
lhconsequencc Of youth, she at once
Jumped 10 the conclusion that her fa
Their thought more of the Intrinsic
merits of the rose tree than of it's ten
der associations, but the next moment
he proved her wrong.
1T was your mothers favorite rose"
he added in a different tone. He look
Ell around upon the group. "Children."
he said, 81 should like to talk to Won Il
little about your mother. She His
eyes Travelled over the faces Of his five
motherless children, ali turned half ex
pectanty, half shyly toward him.
Something pathetic in the sight awoke
the widower's dormant grief. His voice
raltered little. "She was good
good,' he went on hurriedly Il pray
that you may all be like her"
He could say no more, but, turning
away, disappeared behind the yew
hedge that screened the garden from
view.
For moment the five children left
behind stood silent and awed; then,
moved by common desire to escape
from this unwonted sense of discon-
fort, all but Eleanor turned to run
away.
Eleanor put out her hand and caught
Johnnie by the sleeve of his Jacket and
detained him.
"Ron't go yet, Johnnie" she said per
suasively. Il want to talk to you
about mother"
The child, subdued for the moment
from his usual waywardness, yielded
to her touch and voice.
"Oh, Johnnie" she said, and as she
spoke the boy, with his head on her
shoulder, inhaled the delicate fragrance
of the roses at her breast and pinned
to bis own jacket, mother loved you
SO! She loved you the best of all of
us. I want you when you grow mp to
remember that. She used to hold you
In her arms before she went away to
die and kiss you and cry: oh, that
my baby may grow up to be good
man. Tell him he must always be
good, honorable, brave and true"
The girl spoke passionately, excited
", and the wondering child beside her.
infected by her passion, listened to
her, half understanding indeed, but
none the less powerfully impressed.
When his sister broke down in
storm of tears, he put his arm round
her neck crying while the scent Of the
roses penetrated yet more strikingly to
his senses.
81 will be good, Nellie; will indeed
Thirty years had passed away since
the white Provence rose had bcch
planted In that yeW sheltered manor
Garden The rose had done well, and
it-or others from It's stem-stlll grew
and blossomed there. But those VINO
had witnessed the planting of the tree
had long since gone their ways III tllie
or In eternity. The elder brother lFeu
alone In the old manor house. inc
Younger had by divers ways acquired
fame in sphere of his own. lie was
called n great fnancier. Money gre"
urdor his touch. His name on me
hoard of directors of any new com
many was an instant signal Tor III
vestors. small and great, to venture
their money boldly.
Though very rich man ana GROWING
dailv richer. he had never marric,"
THE interest of money making ap"orp
ed all his faculties
TIE was sitting in his private room"
in the city one day late in June. -,
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york out very we'll for me, ne s''u
IA himself. Butt wish. wen It -
not my fault that there are 50 "'"'''
fools in the world ,.,.
Tie rose and walked 10 the "'iI''0 y
and stood looking out across me Gro" ~
od street. But it was evident ,nat ~
was thinking Of nothing th"' "e ."
there. ,.,t..,.,1 Inv
+ho ontr,nc, OF one Of his cicfNS'
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hositotingr for he knew tnAt he NJ u
! failrl in ms dUty W" n.
fed It to become a question 49, "a
any young lady should or Sno"'u nc... /.
see John Harcourt. lis l'ei , 0'',.,, ,
was warranted. The dnancief ITO" "'''
angrily ,.o,1 ,nc 8;
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either" he returned severely -''
knop, that perfectly wen. ,1
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voice. to e an" door to see Standing there .rora
abol:.s. ...,, r,o~ she plead
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