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outbuildings, where we searched for stolen nests 

 with more zest than fortune-hunters for diamonds 

 in the hot African sands. The same grand old 

 trees throw their shadows around the roomy 

 country-house, and even the same white roser 

 bush climbs to the window of the room of that 

 dear mother, who years ago climbed to where 

 the flowers she so fondly loved do not fade. 

 In the adjoining beds and through the garden 

 still bloom the hardy perennials that her hands 

 planted, and every spring and summer they are 

 her fragrant memorials. Oh, how vividly theii 

 perfume brings back her drooping form as she 

 bent over them, and it seems that she has 

 breathed part of her sweet pure spirit into 

 their poor plant life. If we would live pleas 

 antly in the recollection of those remaining, let 

 not the cold marble in some unvisited graveyard 

 be our only monuments, but plants, trees, and 

 flowers, and then every spring there will be a 



