The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1912-06-02
The Story Of a Flower

Where are all tho roses and 3asm,ne
flowers that hovo been unpinned from
sal tho SOFT trcases OF tho most beau
t1ful woman in the worid7 You do not
6now--ncither do l. Moon-madnc,a
'sops eyes and very probably the lack
OF consisting better to do, moro fire.
quantity tho latter, Ia tho CAUSE Of This
pooHsh-Shan we say-partinx from
blossoms that have baen worn In your
aair % an ardent young man talking
nonsense or the bottom step of tho
Edo pornh.
Jast as present tho girls ar. no,
Wes''nS real roses In their hair. They
pedeok Themselves with great xor-
Eeous silk p0pp.es and such that would
osay mo rGvexaa Of ttmo and might
Asuredly also adorn tho nioe yo,,ng
man'1 sister, should you happs, n ho
stoW II upon him. But YOU prohssi,
"ouOn not give It to him. And II WA
oA1y little while ago that you usad
tshcon a. thorny rosa In your ba,i
hAr; sometimes It pulled IL all down
ana again II looked very swae. ana
Ierhaps someoody told you SO. or else
ehey forgot a'bout IT.
AShea OF all tho dead flowers that
Aa'e lived IN ths sweet curls OF ladies
faar arc sometimes treYsured IN, no
orion you have forgotten entirely >vhot
they mean. Faithless lady mine. that
Ta'hed your purple eyes TO tho rcd -ose
In MS buttonhole and pinned L. int
your own belt; man. a,s fa!thlcs. az sho
apa s;tl around tho corner put II into
your lapel, ono short hour ago. some
nieh really and truly keep tho flowers.
CHoe upon a tins man took e ri-l
aor nico. long drive, and by WAY ~
making conversation tho E!ri pinned
VICIOUS on hts coat lie carno IN ca,l
t1e next morning with the dear mn,
deah flowers saggins from tho min.
out am not SO sure that Il rasn't
merely that no forgot 10 throw than
A"a'. Another once upon a time"
tnere wo:s CL1 that wrote In her
diary; TN, scent of locust blossoms
will always recall .hi, night to me"
ana there Sy The written words il
pasted ths ne~st w!sp Of the nov,-
and the STR! that I know has turned
her laughing eyes to ni.no and said:
" no on earth do YOU suppose meant
I was In New England that summon
Out thero Were tlrres arvtully nlce
men" and she has forgotten nroou,
tho flower and tho perfume Of a 4or
gotten affection and remembers only
how many men ask>d her Tor the
'pronl" OF course, from tho girls
standpoint. Il Re n terrible oio7y- TO he-
poct.c sense when she Fturrbl>s uner-
peotedly 1iDor n very unro-naattc maid
cart!ns. past her IN The tra.h tho d.n-
teal flower tina: she so terderly be-
stowed on tho most dash:ng swain Of
tho house party on tha night previous
Tho maid IS scarcely 70 blame; she
Is only cleaning UP.
But thero onca was a man tAat did
keep q nower. Just asid flower too.
It was at tho White Sulphur Springs.
and shs was vary beautiful, Ard there
was wttchc-y IN tho night ard no has
written tina story OF the flower tu hts
oenutttu! ba1redn.
'vtthered and cid, With my fragrance
fed,
a ghost an I from Ter land
Where all no flowers OF my day are
dead,
And yst I wish I could understand
"what It means when one taIks Of e
Hes despair
why over my ss,,ea the tears should
now,
And whore is that gin WITH tho e.lken
hair
Who kissed IN. ono snnEnrr night
long aso?'
,-- BRENT WITT.