In Lilac Tide 



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" Who is he ? " said my older companions. " Oh, I 

 didn't know he had to be somebody," I answered in 

 surprise, to be met by derisive laughter at my satis- 

 faction with a lover in general and not in particular. 

 It was a matter of Lilac-luck-etiquette that the 



Persian Lilacs and Peonies in Garden of the Kimball Homestead, 

 Portsmouth, New Hampshire. 



lover's name should be pronounced mentally before 

 the petal was swallowed. 



In the West Indies the Lilac is a flower of mys- 

 terious power; its perfume keeps away evil spirits, 

 ghosts, banshees. If it grows not in the dooryard, 

 its protecting branches are hung over the door\v;t\ . 

 I think of this when I sec it shading the door of 

 happy homes in New England. 



In our old front yards we had only the common 



