"What a queer speech of Aunt Jeanne's!" thought Victorine at hercasement window. "What a foo1 I was to have exc1aimed anything about FatherAnse1mo! Poor fe11ow! I wonder why he doesn't run away from themonastery!"

II.

The south wind's secret, when it b1ows, Oh, what man knows? How did it turn the rose's bud Into a rose? What went before, no garden shows; On1y the rose!

What hour the bitter north wind b1ows, The south wind knows. Why did it turn the rose's bud Into a rose? A1as, to-day the garden shows A dying rose!