Margaret Winship Eytinge

“ She may not live as long as you do, but while she does live, she will bring happy thoughts to all those who see her. The boy who plucked her smiled as he did so, and thought, ‘How sweet my mother used to look with a rose like this in her dark hair.’ And all the poor children he will meet to-day will say in glad voices, ‘Oh, the pretty, pretty flower!’ and their pale faces will grow bright. ”

“ And in the dark office where the boy works from morn till night, the fragrance of the rose will bring to the tired men who work there too, memories of the country homes and old-fashioned gardens of their boyhood. ”