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Roses of Yesterday

           

           Averytall,verythinwomanopenedthedoor.

           “Yes,theShirleyslivedheretwentyyearsago,”shesaid,inanswertoAnne’squestion.“Theyhaditrented.Iremember‘em.Theybothdiedoffeveratonct.Itwasturriblesad.Theyleftababy.Iguessit’sdeadlongago.Itwasasicklything.OldThomasandhiswifetookitasiftheyhadn’tenoughoftheirown.”

           “Itdidn’tdie,”saidAnne,smiling.“Iwasthatbaby.”

           “Youdon’tsayso!Why,youhavegrown,”exclaimedthewoman,asifsheweremuchsurprisedthatAnnewasnotstillababy.“Cometolookatyou,Iseetheresemblance.You’recomplectedlikeyourpa.Hehadredhair.Butyoufavoryourmainyoureyesandmouth.Shewasanicelittlething.Mydarterwenttoschooltoherandwasnighcrazyabouther.TheywasburiedintheonegraveandtheSchoolBoardputupatombstonetothemasarewardforfaithfulservice.Willyoucomein?”

           “Willyouletmegoalloverthehouse?”askedAnneeagerly.

           “Laws,yes,youcanifyoulike.‘Twon’ttakeyoulongthereain’tmuchofit.Ikeepatmymantobuildanewkitchen,butheain’toneofyourhustlers.Theparlor’sinthereandthere’stworoomsupstairs.Justprowlaboutyourselves.I’vegottoseetothebaby.Theeastroomwastheoneyouwerebornin.Irememberyourmasayingshelovedtoseethesunrise;andImindhearingthatyouwasbornjustasthesunwasrisinganditslightonyourfacewasthefirstthingyourmasaw.”

           Annewentupthenarrowstairsandintothatlittleeastroomwithafullheart.Itwasasashrinetoher.

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