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Flower of the Dusk By: Myrtle Reed (1874-1911) |
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by MYRTLE REED G. P. Putnam's Sons
New York and London
The Knickerbocker Press
1908
Copyright, 1908
by
Myrtle Reed McCullough
The Knickerbocker Press, New York
By MYRTLE REED. FLOWER OF THE DUSK.
LOVE AFFAIRS OF LITERARY MEN.
A SPINNER IN THE SUN.
LOVE LETTERS OF A MUSICIAN.
LATER LOVE LETTERS OF A MUSICIAN.
THE SPINSTER BOOK.
LAVENDER AND OLD LACE.
THE MASTER'S VIOLIN.
AT THE SIGN OF THE JACK O' LANTERN.
THE SHADOW OF VICTORY.
THE BOOK OF CLEVER BEASTS.
PICKABACK SONGS.
Contents
CHAPTER PAGE I A MAKER OF SONGS 1 II MISS MATTIE 15 III THE TOWER OF COLOGNE 28 IV THE SEVENTH OF JUNE 42 V ELOISE 55 VI A LETTER 68 VII AN AFTERNOON CALL 83 VIII A FAIRY GODMOTHER 98 IX TAKING THE CHANCE 111 X IN THE GARDEN 126 XI BARBARA'S "TO MORROW" 142 XII MIRIAM 155 XIII "WOMAN SUFFRAGE" 169 XIV BARBARA'S BIRTHDAY 181 XV THE SONG OF THE PINES 194 XVI BETRAYAL 209 XVII "NEVER AGAIN" 225 XVIII THE PASSING OF FIDO 238 XIX THE DREAMS COME TRUE 253 XX PARDON 273 XXI THE PERILS OF THE CITY 286 XXII AUTUMN LEAVES 299 XXIII LETTERS TO CONSTANCE 313 XXIV THE BELLS IN THE TOWER 327
Flower of the Dusk
[Illustration: "Secretly, too, both were ashamed, having come unawares
upon knowledge that was not meant for them." Page 82.
From a painting by Clinton Balmer ]
I A Maker of Songs
[Sidenote: Sunset] The pines, darkly purple, towered against the sunset. Behind the hills,
the splendid tapestry glowed and flamed, sending far messages of light
to the grey East, where lay the sea, crooning itself to sleep. Bare
boughs dripped rain upon the sodden earth, where the dead leaves had so
long been hidden by the snow. The thousand sounds and scents of Spring
at last had waked the world. The man who stood near the edge of the cliff, quite alone, and carefully
feeling the ground before him with his cane, had chosen to face the
valley and dream of the glory that, perchance, trailed down in living
light from some vast loom of God's. His massive head was thrown back, as
though he listened, with a secret sense, for music denied to those who
see. [Sidenote: Joyful Memories] He took off his hat and stray gleams came through the deepening shadows
to rest, like an aureole, upon his silvered hair. Remembered sunsets,
from beyond the darkness of more than twenty years, came back to him
with divine beauty and diviner joy. Mnemosyne, that guardian angel of
the soul, brought from her treasure house gifts of laughter and tears;
the laughter sweet with singing, and the bitterness of the tears
eternally lost in the Water of Forgetfulness. Slowly, the light died. Dusk came upon the valley and crept softly to
the hills. Mist drifted in from the sleeping sea, and the hush of night
brooded over the river as it murmured through the plain. A single star
uplifted its exquisite lamp against the afterglow, near the veiled ivory
of the crescent moon. Sighing, the man turned away. "Perhaps," he thought, whimsically, as he
went cautiously down the path, searching out every step of the way,
"there was no sunset at all." The road was clear until he came to a fallen tree, over which he stepped
easily. The new softness of the soil had, for him, its own deep meaning
of resurrection. He felt it in the swelling buds of the branches that
sometimes swayed before him, and found it in the scent of the cedar as
he crushed a bit of it in his hand. Easily, yet carefully, he went around the base of the hill to the
street, where his house was the first upon the right hand side... Continue reading book >>
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