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After All, Or Thrice Won.

" But supposing your lot to be that of some single flower ; which one do you imagine Avould be most in accordance with your msthetical tastes ? " " I can hardly say , it seems so strange ; and then , you know , they have no feeling as we have , no tastes , no desires ; in fact , nothing in common , so that such an idea is almost impossible , " explained Olivia . " Wellbut imagine that to live like a floAver you would imbibe and

experi-, ence the same qualities they are supposed to symbolize ; in fact , treat tbe whole thing in a poetic manner , ancl then IIOAV Avould you choose ? " said Humberton . " Yon seem so anxious that I should tell you . " " Believe me , I am , " said Humberton .

"Well , to satisfy you , I think I would be a rose ; but why do you ask r " " Merely to know your choice ; but there are so many kinds of roses . Have you no preference ? " " I sometimes like one sort ancl sometimes another , but I think I like a deep red rose , like that one you see there , " said Olivia , and she pointed to one almost in front of him , growing on a small tree . ¦ "Now you must tell me what flower you would like to be . "

"After your confession I could not hel p but choose tbe same—a rose . " " What , the same colour , too ? " "Well , no ; if I had my choice it should be a moss rose-bud , just like that one on tbe tree next to yours . " "Do yoa really mean that ? " said she , blushing deeply . " I do , with all my heart ; " ancl he pressed her closer to him . " But—but—I ' m so superstitiousyou know ; and that tree is to be bedded

, out to-morrow , while mine will remain here . " " Ah , believe me , that is pure superstition , " said Arthur Humberton , now feeling a deep interest in all she said , and determined to carry bis point ; " my heart shall always beat near yours , if you will let it . " "Ah ! but what if papa will have that flower removed into tbe garden . ? " whispered Olivianow blushing deeper than ever ; " but I ' m afraid I show too

, much interest iu so small a thing ; let us talk of something else . " " Oh , no ; your conversation interests me exceedingly , ancl the subject too ; do you not think yon could prevent its removal ; with your tender voice , have you no influence with your clear father ? " urged Humberton earnestly . "Yes , but would it be right for me to do so ? " said she . "Why not ?"

" Why , I don ' t knoAv ; but yon know " Just then the dog gave a low growl , warning them of the approach of some one , ancl Olivia struggled to release herself from the hold of Humberton . He would not , however , leaA r e his prize UOAV until he had exacted from her a promise that he mi ght write to her . It was another couple who approached them ancl remarked on their lengthened absence , at which Olivia , again blushed deeply and said that she had felt so hot that she came there to get cool ; ancl she went back with them into the dancing room .

Tbe company bad now ceased dancing , and singing and playing were again being performed by different members . Merrisslope was just roaring out a rattling drinking song , and loud were the plaudits and choruses that accompanied him . He was , of course , encored , and Humberton ancl Olivia seemed to be taking every notice of him , though their thoughts were far , far away , and only expressed to each other by a stealthy squeeze of the band . When Merrisslope had finished be turned round , and seeing Humberton said _

Hallo , old fellow , I reckon weve missed you ; come , you must do your turn , and I know you ' ve a splendid A ^ oice , so don't be greedy and hide your li ght under a bushel , you know . Come , let ' s have a little of it , a bushel of it if you like ; you know I ' ve a call , but I ' m nowhere where you come . " "Nonsense ; you know I never sing , " said Humberton .

“The Masonic Magazine: 1880-10-01, Page 19” Masonic Periodicals Online, Library and Museum of Freemasonry, 25 May 2025, django:8000/periodicals/mmg/issues/mmg_01101880/page/19/.
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MASONIC MUSINGS. Article 1
THE ROSE CROIX. Article 3
EARLY CHRISTIAN ARCHITECTURE IN IRELAND.* Article 4
LIGHT. Article 8
AFTER ALL, OR THRICE WON. Article 9
DERWENTWATER. Article 20
DERWENTWATER. Article 24
THE TESSERA HOSPITALIS. Article 25
SAVED: A TALE OF THE FRENCH REVOLUTION. Article 27
OLD RECORDS OF THE LODGE OF PEEBLES. Article 29
THE SUPPRESSION OF THE TEMPLARS IN ENGLAND. Article 32
LITERARY AND ANTIQUARIAN GOSSIP. Article 35
LADIES' DRESS. Article 38
A CHERISHED NOTION. Article 40
THE ANCIENT MYSTERIES. Article 41
LEGEND OF STRASBURG CATHEDRAL. Article 44
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After All, Or Thrice Won.

" But supposing your lot to be that of some single flower ; which one do you imagine Avould be most in accordance with your msthetical tastes ? " " I can hardly say , it seems so strange ; and then , you know , they have no feeling as we have , no tastes , no desires ; in fact , nothing in common , so that such an idea is almost impossible , " explained Olivia . " Wellbut imagine that to live like a floAver you would imbibe and

experi-, ence the same qualities they are supposed to symbolize ; in fact , treat tbe whole thing in a poetic manner , ancl then IIOAV Avould you choose ? " said Humberton . " Yon seem so anxious that I should tell you . " " Believe me , I am , " said Humberton .

"Well , to satisfy you , I think I would be a rose ; but why do you ask r " " Merely to know your choice ; but there are so many kinds of roses . Have you no preference ? " " I sometimes like one sort ancl sometimes another , but I think I like a deep red rose , like that one you see there , " said Olivia , and she pointed to one almost in front of him , growing on a small tree . ¦ "Now you must tell me what flower you would like to be . "

"After your confession I could not hel p but choose tbe same—a rose . " " What , the same colour , too ? " "Well , no ; if I had my choice it should be a moss rose-bud , just like that one on tbe tree next to yours . " "Do yoa really mean that ? " said she , blushing deeply . " I do , with all my heart ; " ancl he pressed her closer to him . " But—but—I ' m so superstitiousyou know ; and that tree is to be bedded

, out to-morrow , while mine will remain here . " " Ah , believe me , that is pure superstition , " said Arthur Humberton , now feeling a deep interest in all she said , and determined to carry bis point ; " my heart shall always beat near yours , if you will let it . " "Ah ! but what if papa will have that flower removed into tbe garden . ? " whispered Olivianow blushing deeper than ever ; " but I ' m afraid I show too

, much interest iu so small a thing ; let us talk of something else . " " Oh , no ; your conversation interests me exceedingly , ancl the subject too ; do you not think yon could prevent its removal ; with your tender voice , have you no influence with your clear father ? " urged Humberton earnestly . "Yes , but would it be right for me to do so ? " said she . "Why not ?"

" Why , I don ' t knoAv ; but yon know " Just then the dog gave a low growl , warning them of the approach of some one , ancl Olivia struggled to release herself from the hold of Humberton . He would not , however , leaA r e his prize UOAV until he had exacted from her a promise that he mi ght write to her . It was another couple who approached them ancl remarked on their lengthened absence , at which Olivia , again blushed deeply and said that she had felt so hot that she came there to get cool ; ancl she went back with them into the dancing room .

Tbe company bad now ceased dancing , and singing and playing were again being performed by different members . Merrisslope was just roaring out a rattling drinking song , and loud were the plaudits and choruses that accompanied him . He was , of course , encored , and Humberton ancl Olivia seemed to be taking every notice of him , though their thoughts were far , far away , and only expressed to each other by a stealthy squeeze of the band . When Merrisslope had finished be turned round , and seeing Humberton said _

Hallo , old fellow , I reckon weve missed you ; come , you must do your turn , and I know you ' ve a splendid A ^ oice , so don't be greedy and hide your li ght under a bushel , you know . Come , let ' s have a little of it , a bushel of it if you like ; you know I ' ve a call , but I ' m nowhere where you come . " "Nonsense ; you know I never sing , " said Humberton .

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