Every evening, Wilmington daily commercial., 1918-10-19
SANDMAN STORY.
BY Mrs. +. 4. Walker.
Copyright. 1915. by Mcclure Newspaper
Syndicate, New York City.
THE ROSE AND GOLDENROD.

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THE ROSE AND GOLDENROD.
"1t is very chilly evening"" said
the Pink Rose 10 the tall Tulip as they
hueged the garden wall on May even-
ing. | never saw such weather af
this time of the year"
"Iack Frost seems to have forgotten
10 leave" replied the tulip. IL won-e
der what Queen Teeny is doing about it,
~ hear that the Queen Is sick with
bad cold" continued the Rose; she
bad to have trained nurse for month,
and is now hardly able TO of about.
"Oh, yes, | remember sighed the
Tulip. 'it was my cousin, a moss sprite,
that had the job. The child is so young
fear tho task will be too much. BY
tic wav tlera is To lie ball tonight
over il the lilies led, so the Queen will
come an sure"
lns.tr the stalk Of the Pink Rose
tlttre atstled tiny bug. 1t whs lust
pccping out like n bit of shell. Fut 1T
found the air too chilly to venture far.
stay inside, child" called the big
Mother Rose; there is plenty of time
and the sun will be out warm soon.
But presently the ball began. Over
the short, smooth grass there fitted
the fairies and the sprltes, the Queen
the farest Of all But by her side there
ever stood the little trained nurse, dressed
all in moss green. Her shining gown
was of silk that shmmered In the moon
| light, and above it her rosy face looked
out a bit of lovely color
The ball kept up far into the night.
| The Queen danced most of the time
| and the little moss sprlte grew very
| tired of waiting There WAS plenty
| zf hiIt the SyYltE
would rather have been at home IN bed
= think | will go and talk TO that
| tiny Rosebud" she said at last to her
self "It looks as it ii were lonely peepIng
| out all by itself"
She fitted away and spoke To the
bud
eyes. | am lonely and chilly, said
| the Bud II want to see what Is going
| on at the ball, but it Is so unpleasant
to poke my head ont of the covers IN
| this damp wind If | only had some
kind of wrap, would enjoy wa ching
| the fun
Il tell YOU what We can do, laughed
the Sprite. Il will lend YOU my moss
| jacket while YOU are looking on, and |
| can sleep under this big stalk here
am tired to death and II ] can get q DIT
| Of sleep while the Queen II dancing
| there il no reason should not enjoy the
/ rest
so the trained nurse Sprlte took OIL
| her green moss coat and wrapped lt
| tightly around the tiny rosebud. How
/ good and warm it felt 1t fitted up snugly
around the soft pink petals and made
/ a pretty frame for the delicate leaves.
| The bud bent and swayed in tn" ~ q
| as IT thrust itself far out to view the bali.
| "Whcrc is nv nurse7" at last exclaimed
| the queen. No ono knew. The little
/ SprIte was ound asleep under the rose
| stalk. snoring like moth fanninT Itself
| with its wings so the Queen set out,
| much provoked to find her nurse. All
| around she fitted and fitted, looking
under eve, violet leaf and pokIng her
head into the lilies bed.
| After searching for an hour she found
| the Sprite. She was curied up coziiy
| in a big leaf She had no coat on, but
! her yellow undergown shone In the moon
| light like a bit OF golden mist. Above
| her swaved the Rosebud, much fright
ened at the coming Of the Queen. II
swung wildly about, but IN vain 1t at
| TEMPTED TO awaken the Sprlte.
| oh, no :" cried the Queen, as she
| caught sight OF the tiny, golden figure
$50 YOU have stolen away 10 slumberl
| You have loaned the pretty moss JACKIE
| gave vouP Well, | will TX that. foi
| the rest Of her life she shall wear the
| racket and be called the Moss Rose
| As for YOU, my little nurse, you shal
sleep on till October and then bloom out
as the Goldenrod.'