ife!
And grace and beauty everywhere
Are flushing into life.

9. Down, down they come, those fruitful stores,
Those earth-rejoicing drops!
A momentary deluge pours,
Then thins, decreases, stops.

10. And ere the dimples on the stream
Have circled out of sight,
Lo! from the west a parting gleam
Breaks forth of amber light.

* * * * * * *

11. But yet behold--abrupt and loud,
Comes down the glittering rain;
The farewell of a passing cloud,
The fringes of its train.

DEFINITIONS.--1. Gar'nered, laid up, treasured. 6. Studs, knobs, buds. 7.
Cleav'ing, dividing. 10. Dim'ples, small depressions. Am'ber, the color of
amber, yellow.

XXXVII. THE TEA ROSE.

1. There it stood, in its little green vase, on a light ebony stand in the
window of the drawing-room. The rich satin curtains, with their costly
fringes, swept down on either side of it, and around it glittered every
rare and fanciful trifle which wealth can offer to luxury, and yet that
simple rose was the fairest of them all. So pure it looked, its white
leaves just touched with that delicious, creamy tint peculiar to its kind:
its cup so full, so perfect its head bending, as if it were sinking and
melting away in its own richness.--Oh! when did ever man make anything to
equal the living, perfect flower!

2. But the sunlight that streamed through the window revealed something
fairer than the rose--a young lady reclining on an ottoman, who was thus
addressed by her livelier cousin: "I say, cousin, I have been thinking
what you are to do with your pet rose when you go to New York; as, to our
consternation, you are determined to do. You know it would be a sad pity
to leave it with such a scatter-brain as I am. I love flowers,
indeed,--that is, I like a regular bouquet, cut off and tied up, to carry
to a party; but as to all this tending and fussing which is needful to
keep them growing, I have no gifts in that line."

3. "Make yourself easy as to that, Kate," said Florence, with a
smile; "I have no intention of calling upon your talent; I have an
asylum in view for my favorite."

4. "Oh, then you know just what I was going to say. Mrs. Marshall, I
presume, has been speaking to you; she was here yesterday, and I was quite
pathetic upon the subject; telling her the loss your favorite would
sustain, and so forth; and she said how delighted she would be to have it
in her greenhouse; it is in such a fi