Arizona republican., 1914-11-03

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 THE MESSAGE OF THE ROSE.
 Ccopyrisht 1914. by Louis Joseph Vance)
 Tapped deep in the leather bound luxury of an lrpie lounge chair. walled apart from the world by he venerable solitude of the library of Londons most exclusive club, Mir. Alan Law sprawled usrrely the nape of his neck and, squnting eiscontentedly down his nose, admitted that he Vas exhaustively bored.
 Nov the chair he filled so gracelessly stood by m open window twenty feet below which iay a sizable walled garden, old English garden h full flower. And through the window, and then half-hearted breeze waited gusts of warm s'r suave and enervating with the heavy fragrance Q. English roses.
 Nr Law drank deep cf it. and in spite of his spiritual unrest. sighed slightly and shut his eyes. Al unspoken word troubled the depth of his con- sciousness that old memories stirred and strug- rle6 10 its surface. The word was Rose. and for the time seemed to be the name neither of a woman tor of a fower but oddly of both, though the two things were cae. His mental vision, bridging the gap Of yes;. conjured up the vision of a 1.-the. sweet silhouette in white with red roses at her
  burning Mediterranean blue
 Mr I-aS ws.s 6ully conscious that he ought to be sorry about something. But he really very 6rovsy indeed and SO drinking deep of wnescent Q. roses. he ftl gently asleep
 The clcck striking four when he awoke; and before closing his eyes he had noticed that its hands indicated ten minutes to four So he could not have slept very long
 For some fe~ seconds Alan did not move, but rested as he IS, iacreduously regarding rose which had materialized mysteriousy upon the little table al his elbow. He quite sure it had rot been there when he closed his eyes, and almost as sure that it was not real.
 And in that instant of awakening the magic fra grance of tho rcse-garden seemed to be even moro Ctrong and coying sweet than ever.
 Then he put out a gingerly hand and discovered that it was real beyond all question. A warm red rose fresh plucked. drops of water trembling and sTarsling like tiny diamonds the velvet of it's lSshy petals Ard when impulsvely he took it by he ster he discovered most indisputable thorn (which cid service for the traditional pinch.
 Consinced that he wasn't dreaming, Alan trans .srrei the rose to his sound hand. and medtatvely -Scssd his thumb Then he jumped up from the chair and glared suspicicusly round the room. It vas true that a practical joke in that solemn atmos- rherc were a thing unthinkable; still, there was the rose
 There was no one put himself in the lii-ary.
 Perplexed to exasperaton, Alan fled the club. cnty paoslnE on tle way out tO anHeA tue eHNeiopo he found addressed to him in the letterrack
 It blank white envelope of good quality, the address typewriter the stamp English and bore London postmark half illegible
 Alan tore the envelope open in absent-minded fashion-end started if stung. The enclosure was a simple playing card-a trey of hearts, . As for Alan Law, he wandered homewards in a rtate of stupefacton He could read quite well the message of the rose He would not soon forget that yearold parting with his Rose of the Riviera You say you love me but may not marry me-ar-1 we must part. Then promise this that if ever you change your mind. you'll send for me" And her promise: Y will send you rose"
 But the year had lapsed with never sign from Der so that he had grown accustomed to the unlat- tersng belief that she had forgotten him.
 And now the sign had come-but what the deuce ssd the Trey of Hearts mean?
 When morning came, London had lost Alan Law. No man of his acquaintance-nor any woman-had received the least warning of his disappearance. ~.e was simply and sufficiently removed from Eng lish ken