AUGUST 195 



We are still u friends with the roses," and many a perfect 

 bloom may yet be gathered. 



Mentioning the rose brings back to memory two little 

 incidents regarding the great statesman, Prince Bismarck, and 

 this flower of flowers. It is said that after his death his 

 daughter placed a white rose in his hand and scattered a few 

 more over the body that none will see again. The other 

 incident is worth recording, showing the great contrast which 

 existed between the Bismarck of politics and the Bismarck 

 of private life. I quote the words as they appeared : " In 

 the home circle he was perfectly charming. . . . Once, when 

 his gardener's little girl died, the great statesman went to 

 condole with him. . . . He kissed the little corpse, and him- 

 self placed a bunch of roses in her hand." How much it 

 reads like another version of Browning's beautiful "Evelyn 

 Hope." 



