The Washburn leader. [volume] (Washburn, McLean County, N.D.) 1890-1986, 1913-05-30

loves.
And now let US see whether the seed
planted in his heart willsgrow like the.
plants he loves SO well.
But I must respond to bis greeting.
Evidently he is an ideal person or he
would not have taken such an ideal
method Of communication. He will
look for a reply In kind. Can you not
give me some condensed sentiment
about flowers that I may put 1t in the
ground for him to read when the let
tiers spring up? I have hunted for
something beautiful, impressive, ideal.
but a find nothing to suit me.
May &c.
Your letter Is received, and I am de-
lighted with your suggestion. You are
right in saying that the words are the
most beaetiful. the post touching and
comprise the most Of any written or
spoken about flowers. Consider the
lilies Of the field !; they, toll not, neither
do they spin, and yet i say unto you
that Solomon in all his glory was not
arrayed like one of these. The words
are a poem in themselves. a far more
effective poem than If they had been
written out in stanzas with a dme
in every second line. But can only
give a part Of them in flower letters.
Complete they would take up too much
room. Two or three words would be
quite enough to suggest the whole. !
think l shall put In only lilies. and they
to read. They toll not"
dune 10.
Not being willing to wait for the seed
to spring up,I planted the words in
lilies. I did 1t at night, and when the
sun shone bright in the morning It
gltstened on the dew that sprinkled
my message. l found that l had plant
ed them SO as to form pretty well
shaped letters. I have been In hopes
that my correspondent would permit
me to see his appreciation Of my work.
It seems to me that were / a man and
a woman arranged so beautiful a les
sage in so beautiful a method l would
60 out on the balcony and shout my
appreciation. But thus far, IL he has
admired It, he has done SO in conceal
ment. For all I know he is complete
~ oblivious to what l have done.
June 80.
Fancy. my dear. your seeing me
standing by my window clapping my
hands. I was wrong in thinking that
my correspondent was unappreciative.
On rising this morning and looking
down into his garden a touching sight
met my eyes. Roses have been in,
bloom during the month, but my cor
respondent has not used them for mes
sages till today. and even now. he
uses only one. Since my last letter
there has been time for some seeds to
spring into green letters-I know not
yet. Of what plant-and what do you
suppose they spell? But first l must
tell you that they were planted In q
circle, in the center Of which was q
single rose in full bloom. Indeed, its
petals were beginning to fall I could
see several Of them under 1t on the
ground. But the words that inclosed
them-they quoted from Mocre's
beautiful poem :'The Last Rose Of Sum
mer.' "Oh, who would inhabit this
bleak world alone?"
Now, hasn't this been a unique bit
Of iovemaking7 And vet .all the girls
In the town have been living Ia the
delusion that this man was not to, be
won from his, castle. I have broken
down tho wall, as I planned, Of have
at least drawn him to the top Of It.
for on going into my garden after
breakfast a head appeared above II
and my neighbor stood--on q ladder!
looking at me. @s
IL should have claimed the privilege
Of a neighbor.'. he said, Ilbefore .thdis.
but
"You were more interested IN your
flowers than 81 those living beside
you."
same taste.r Y.
Indeed. I love them dearly"
mo man can. love towers 40 q wos
imam will love them. but I confess 4
enjoy them Il s
Ana 10 the dialogue went on. Seeing
that my water pot was empty. he
Jumped down into my garden and. TAX
ing II from my hand went 20 the fau:-
Get and diledsit Tor me and sprinlksaleAd
my plants:
i ,}ss5Ss July 80.
As month has passed. since
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