New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-03-30

Miss Amcia's room: while down at the FAR end where
the garden dipped 90 the and YOU could cat'h
through the powered splcndo svcry gnpses "i rather
Thames anl the Slow gliding Of an occasional swan
there great mass that fairly made the eye drunk
with color.
Miss Amelia standing the upper step Of the vcran.
ia with the wondrous Goirc dc DIXON making a sort 81
Dresden china frame her dcmurc, faded prciincs'
looked tcndcry the glowing garden her hll eyes
dwelling lovingly the stretches 81 gorgeous bi""
The laden arches the cleaning rivcr, and the gliding
swans and the corners Of her mouth quvcrcd palmetto
alv like the sensitive mouth 81 "a scoicd chic
at will be- very hard to Jose almost as hard as To
lose Heaven itself. She grcvcd, putting her thoughts
into words rs they who have passed the summertime
Of lie are apt do occasion. when the hcat Is over
;ull and the hand lies on the a'ch 81 memory d'"r
"Oh, my roses. | never thought there would come 4
lime when | should have 20 hive without YOU D','rS
You are AL have link me 10 those idroi other days
and now that they going 10 takccvcnyou from me-
The quvcring mouth quivcrci itself up into a tight
puckcr Of little crcascs and her throat moved Cousy
as if she were cndcayonng 10 swallow something; ana
after moment or two, feeling that She AZ Last over
lurdcncd she looked ncrvousy over her shoulder 10
.c Miss Phoebe about and likely To- be witness
and gathering up her skirts stepped quickly down from
the ycrnda and ran on poc across the Lawn ana ound
the bend Of a curving path.
Here. screened from the house by AL that riot Of
roses near the gardens end, there was quaint old
,srgola with the shining river lying the foot OF the
banks slope on one side Of IT, and the other open
space rngcd round with trees where a gray old
sndia stood with the light Of the aftcrgow touching
il and strcakng one long shadow across ITS placid
ChangclcSs face.
Miss Amelia took refuge in the green dusk Of that
pcrgola dropping weakly upon a big rustic chair, and
let all her woes find outlet in II a relief TO
let them come she had held them IN check for many,
many years But today, when all other sacrifices were
as nothing in comparison when the dear old home must
be left the treasured lost the magic garden, the
sacred garden, which had known the glory Of his
presence the fall OF his foot Her thoughts swung of
into a wilderness OF pain. She lifted her bowed head,
she turned her sweet old face and her dim old eyes
toward the flower crowded trees and reached out her
arms 10 them a girl 70 a flower.
"NIy roses," she cried. "Oh how can live without
vou when my heart is at your roots!'
FOR all its dainty setting, it not without its sord
touch, this tragedy of her love for the roses: and
its genesis lay far back the days Of her vanished
youth.
She could not have told had she tried just when her
love for John Carboys had its beginning for, despite
the fact that she nearly four years his senior they
had been paymatcs together children.
His father and hers had been friends from boyhood.
and the links Of that friendship had never weakened
long as both lived. But there never any thought
Of borrowing leaf from the old storybooks and unit
ing the two families by the bond Of marriage" They
just two sober practical retired Captains, with
out one grain of sentiment. shadow OF romance to
share between the pair of them. Then too. John
lust a handsome Irresponsible laughing boy, who took
life very much the butterfly takes it-payng court
all flowers and showing preference for any par
ticular one. And who would dream Of such splendid
vagran soaring past the and lilies 10 settle upon
one of the two unattractivc "bds that boomed in the
Priory GARDEN
Certainly not Miss Amelia. She would as soon have
looked for him TO pay court to her cousin Phoebe who
had been lame from birth and wholly dependent upon
her uncle for home. To fancy that he likely
cherish anything than "A friendly feeling for her
self 1t simply his good nature that led him
make calls at the Priory and again. 10 brighten up
an odd day for the girls who lived there with a
rheumatic old "sea dog and had companions of
lesser years and greater sprightlness 1t either
that that he took interest in Captain Iavendcrs
garden; for he himself madly enthusiastic the
subject Of Indeed, it because Of his love for
them that Miss Amelia took 10 adding to her modest
collection. until one by all other flowers were