Omaha daily bee., 1919-08-10

of their pretty blossoms did they
say one word.
Once he tampered with their beau
ty, and once again he stripped them
OF every one of their blooms, and
he strewed their gorgeous petals on
the garden path, making crimson
carpet. Then it was that their yani-
ty asserted itself, so they reached
out and ciung for safety onto the
outstretched branches of a giant
oak, the Methusuia of our garden.
This sturdy oak, Methusula, has
been the silent witness at the birth
and death of each occupant of the
garden, and he will be a spectator
at my passing on, even though |
live 100 years.
Friend of Methuselah.
"And since then, the stray Ram
bier shoots are firmly attached to
M ethuselah, and they say now, that
they eameto Methuselah just to form
an arbor over the garden path, and
to shelter the beautiful York and
Lancaster rose bushes that grow
beside the garden walk. Are they
not the sly ones, or as you little
boys. who visit my garden spot
would say, foxy
when choosing to shelter the
lovely York and Lancaster Roses,
what excellent taste you show, my
rambling shoots, and you sing the
song of the Persian poet while
heltering and bending low?
Each morn thousand roses brings,
you say:
Yes, but where leaves the Rose oil
yesterday.
"You of my l9vers and garden
keepers, who ID I've the old-time
! roses, must plant a row of York
and Lancaster roses. They are the
rarest of all the old-time flowers
Their blossoms open wide and
broad when in full bloom, and in
, this open quality they have such 9
cheery and hospitable look thai
cherry and hospitable look that says
! am so glad to see you,' and
| to prove what they say, theyy jusl
pour out heaps and heaps of per
! tune OF so perfect ans so pure Z
quality that makes you forget theil
| lack OF color, and that leaves youi
garden never to be forgotten of q
subtle fragrance. A fragrance thai
answers the poets question Where
leaves the Rose of Yesterday'-is
leaves again in the heart.
"And then they are So sturdy and
| need so little care and not the leas,
bit fussy, these wholesome and
kindly York and Lancaster Roses
They some times grow 100 years
but never seem old. They are like
the Fairy, who drank of the foun.
tain of eternal youth and never
grew old.
"They seem to tell the world b,
these habits that they want SO much
to live in every garden, and if sc
they promise not to be q bit of treu.
bic to anyone
IF it does not rise to all the tests
demanded OF the modern rose grow,
ers, it does far more, for it awakens
| thought and inspiration and pos.
| sssses q living spirit, and casts this
spirit over the garden--the sams
spirit that made the ancient Per.
slams spread their rugs to pray anc
mediate before a single bush in
Aower :
Beautiful in the Moonlight.
And it is just as beautiful in The
moonlight as in the sunlight. Many
| nights | will sit up late to see it.
nocturnal beauties lit by moonlight
rays. snd to watch the moths gather
about and dance in ecstasies over
their soft white petals.
MY sisters and ! will be founc
in every garden. We flowers know
that there are many motives il
growing us, and a genuine love FOL
US is seldom the cause.
We tell this with tears of deel
regret in our eyes; and possibly thi:
! NAV he tts rAoSop 60 love :,