Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1910-07-31
WHAT THE ROSE SAID.

the riotous mass of greenery in which
she reposed and glanced shyly at
American Beauty. OF late the daisy
had occupied the place of honor on
the luncheon tables, but today, the
rose was the centerpiece with tender
green vine extending from the tall
vase to the basket of daisies,
strange we should meet in So
ciety," said the daisy to the rose. 1T
il long since ! have seen YOU; why
aren't YOU at the partiesP"
The proud rose glanced down at the
snowy flower. Am | not at a party??'
20, yes, today. but ] have been to
all the morning parties and the oc-
c%asional afternoon and evening af-
fairs and this is the first time I've
met you this summer"
why, child. don't you know that
the summer time is the only Excuse
society q for simplicity and econ
omy? That's why you and your
friends, the sweet peas, the nastur-
tiums and others are in society. It's
merely seeing the ghost" she added
disdaiufully, society is dead
ITS bcen loads of fun stoutly de-
clared the daisy. stung no doubt, by
the others l~oftiness, soft lights, pref
~ gowns and always laughter. It's
strange they always smile, isn't it.?'
The stately rose laughed, pityinsly
and just a trlfle bitterly.
You're right, dcarie, society must
wear q smile year in and year out. It's
the one essential and all the followers
must be amusing. But were you wis
err in the ways Of the world. as used
to the smiles as | am, it would be
an easy matter to know the real from
the sham. Yes, baby they all smile
but some with only the lips and som
bre eyes. sometimes
"Hush-sh,' interrupted shasta
Daisy. here comes the maid and she
mustn't hear what we are saying
Wisely smiled the Beauty, Child
rev peopleA-only idealists or fools
hear the language OF flowers and
don't you know that of the vast ma
iority who think flowers fair, there
are cnly- a. few Who realize the sug-
eestion of the flower is fairer. Rich
ard Rcalf. a poet-but maybe YOU
don't know what a poet is Wee Row
er nodded understandingly. Wen ne
wrote a poem called Indirectiof
which tells of the subtle suggestion OF
the flower world and
ouch. saueaked the daisy, as thf
maid perceiving the flower head to'
far above the Foliage, pushed 1t ruin
lcssly down. ~,
The girl has no soul softly quotf
the rose. II meet the soulless sor
sometimes aud the heartless' put an
seldom abused-I an too expensive
and tho royal favorite smiled know
inely. -,
You see a great deal OF the worm
1t must be lovely to be always IN mas
n%ificent places and among
women" sighed the daisy VINO wa
o~verpowerod at the superior peau,'
and wisdom OF the other and VINO lcl
all at once mighty insignificant VIII
insufficient knowledge and pretllless
.,Why. Ive lived in the fields n gar
dens most all my life ana IL Is SCI
dom society deigns to notice my eAis
tence. | never 60 as a message y
love and the tiny voice grew wlstiu
then frightened with sudden remeih
brance. But sometimes q p@ss'n
maiden gathers me tendefly ano WI"
pers as my flutteriug petals Ia" Lo''
me, loves me not and Win my IVY"
breath the secret Is told
"Truc. little one. you carry d "es
sage for the lovers, ana hnaS '"p'
daisy. zee see more OF real happ'n
than / You have the oiu
and the glorious sunshine 50 DC ~
tent in your garden n WIN -"
diant heart deliver loves greene
nor pine for this" with a glance 10"
tho table in its array of sparKi'n
glass and silver. "a
"Everv vear. daisy dear. l go to III
christening of the social seaSo" ,tnt
exist in an atmosphere oil must -
and life. Rich perfumes XII my u.
GRANGE and glittering jeWeis ="
beauty sometimes a h"pPH ~
whispers iov deep down in my ~
GRANGE oTttimes untold misery III.
a brilliant face above moehs =
world and knows the Flower a
er tell. I go in boxes to love" ~
sometimes held close To d s'
face for love OF the sehoei'
vearilv received because "a e""9
visitor and ecause thoughts are W.
someone else. who perchanee Vou
onIy send YOU as a message SnoU
We meet in that room you wouiu
caresscd and I ignored. haeH ~
the season dies with me inc
mourncr at the funeral anu -
onlv the death of-parties-''' :
piness had died and yet muen =
has bsen horn. It's fleetins' Gnu
ana possessed Of a sameness anu !
the happiness met is balances
wo," and the glowing rose ilh'sh
sOmewhat Yearly. -
shasta Daisy listened brea'n'e !.
oh. how wise you are. won s's
me more Of the great world b"t hs'
the bridge game IS over. they are co
ing Let's listen. / love TO near "'
talk. -
The rose vawrtd poiitvis
der cover Il the LAY OF sma' 70
Wit and personalities gathering -
the festive board. nodded. 20 a NJ
bunch OF violets worn on the Cow"
a dashing debutante.
Well. dears-mssculine readers !
included--what the rose said 3