Norwich bulletin., 1911-02-11
(Written for The Bulletin,

Well" said Hans, the florists as- sistant, already I have mixed these cards up, and how will I be knowing where are the flowers to be sent. Here is a basket of violets and there is a bunch of roses and the two cards with them to go are here, but for which know not at all. takes my chance" In consequence. Miss Priscilla Pres ton received on Valentines day q basket of violets with a card attached bearing this inscription: Your favor ite flower. from valentine.Y On the same day a lovely bunch of roses came to Rose HerskeIl. The card en- closed read: Roses to the fairest rose of all," and accompanying them was the card of Henfy Latimer.
 Both the girls were pleased with the flowers, but both were equally pug zled upon reading the cards.
 Who is Henry Latimerg' pondered Rose. T have no such acquaintance,' 7 and a faint blush stole over her cheeks at the thought of an unknown admirer. The roses certainly do credit to his taste, whoever he may be. If Valentine were here he might be able to explain the mystery, but he sails for England today, and shall not see him before he goes. He has usually remembered me, on Valen- tines day, but in the hurry of de- parture 1 suppose he forgot about me. Auds dIly " elJ, SilttS ilt piCiASu up tlie-b photograph on the street the other evening, he has seemed to think and speak of nothing else. We'll, it was a sWeet-faced girl in the picture. I am sure I'd like her for 9 sister, but Val and I have been so much to each other of late years, feel a, little jea1- ous of dividing his affection with anyone. I'll take pleasure in the roses. at all events, and perhaps sometime I'll find out who Henry Latimer is.' and the rose tint again deepened on her cheek.
 Not far away Priscilla Preston was busy in the hurry of final preparations for her trip abroad with a party of friends, when a basket of fragrant violets was brought to her, and she paused long enough to read the card accompanying them. Your favorlte flower, from Valentine"
 Now, who sent them ?" she won- dered. Henry always has favored me on Valentines day, but usually his selection is roses. did not sup pose he knew my preference for vio- let's. And to sign himself 'Valentine.. I hope he is not getting sentimental. I cannot fancy him in that role,' and she. laughed softly at the thought. .On the whole, I am glad I decided to go with the Carlyles, though l had will be anyone else on the steamer whom l know. I am thankful that their choice was not one of the swift steamers; I do not enjoy being hust- led across the ocean at quite so rapid a pace"
 Meantime Valentine Herskell had completed all his arrangements for the ocean voyage upon which his employ CTS had dispatched him. He had looked forward to such a trip with much pleasure, but somehow, he was Ioath to go, after all.
 "I hate to leave Rose to herself for so long. She is the dearest sister a man could have, and she deserves all I can give her, for she is devoted to me- I am glad l remembered her vlo- lets today. She would hardly know Valentines day without then. But have now only time to reach the dock and off he rushed in the true American fashion, to find himself in the midst of crowd of ut-going passengers and their friends who were bidding them farewell.
 Making his way with some difficulty through the throng, he noticed one group who were gaily bidding good-