It was in June, the month of roses, that Mrs. Y. gave her novel social known as the “Fete of Roses.” During the season the same round of social events had taken place, and this little lady decided that she would try a new plan of entertainment, hence the fete.
The home of the Y.’s had long been the admiration of their fellow-townspeople, being one of the oldest residences in the country round about, located on the outskirts of the village, set in spacious grounds, surrounded by trees and shrubbery. Its roses were the wonder and admiration of the whole populace, radiating as they did from the old-time cabbage rose to the newest novelty of modern culture. From the abundance of her store Mrs. Y. decided to give for the happiness of her friends.
Much wonder was expressed among these friends when the little white missives arrived, bidding them welcome to a “Fete of Roses.”
Meantime Mrs. Y., assisted by the daughters of the family proceeded to decorate the old house until it appeared a veritable rose paradise. A color scheme was planned and followed rigorously. The reception room was a fairy bower of white bride’s roses and maiden-hair fern. A great embankment had been placed where the receiving party were to stand. The parlors Were a study, one in pink, the other in yellow. The decoration of the dining room was the deep rich red of the Ameri can Beauty. The color scheme was carried into the decoration of the tables, where centerpieces of cardinal roses and ferns converted the tables into “a thing of beauty,” which might have been “a joy forever.” The chandeliers in each room were softened by shades of the same pre dominating color as the decoration. When the eventful evening arrived, nothing as beautiful had ever been seen in the village; the receiving party, gowned in white and wearing no decoration excepting roses, welcomed each guest with smiling faces and happy hearts.
The rose idea was not merely carried out in the decoration of the rooms, but also became a feature of the entertainment of the guests. Before the announcement of refreshments two young ladies appeared dressed to simulate ﬂower—girls, and hear ing each a tray, one heaped with pink buds, the other with full-blown white roses. Each rose had fastened to the stem a tiny scrap of paper, bearing a number; each bud was likewise decorated. The roses were presented to the ladies of the party, the buds to the gentlemen. The hostess now explained that the numbers were duplicates, and that by searching for his “mate” the gentleman would ﬁnd the lady he was expected to escort to refreshments. Then a merry search ensued. At last all were mated and repaired to the dining-room, where a dainty three-course lunch was served. The menu cards con sisted of a single white card, decorated in water-colors, a tiny bud in one corner, each bearing the following quotation:
“Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-ﬂying;
And this same ﬂower that smiles to-day,
To-morrow may be dying.”
Between the ﬁrst and second course a tray containing pencils and paper was placed before the hostess. Then followed a rose game, which the hostess explained as follows: Each guest was presented with two slips of paper—one blank, the other containing a list of questions, the answers to which were different varieties of roses. The guest who ﬁrst completed the list, most nearly correct, was entitled to a prize. The list will be found at the close of this article.
Between the next courses a Rose Guess was held. A vase containing a single large rose was placed on the table; the guests were then requested to guess the number of petals this rose contained; after the guesses were registered the petals were counted and a “booby” prize given the one making the wildest guess.
On returning to the parlor each guest was given a slip of paper containing a portion of a quotation about roses. These slips were then compared and a search was inaugurated to ﬁnd who held the remaining portion. After they were completed as they are thought to be correct they were read and the authors named at random by different guests. Following are some of the quotations used:
“I heard instead the drowsy hum of bees, Among the roses in a winding lane.”
“The tear down childhood’s check that ﬂows, Is like the dewdrop on the r0se.”
“What hideous warfare hath been waged, What kingdoms overthrown, Since ﬁrst I spied that primrose tuft, And marked it for my own.”
“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet.” ——Wm. Shakespeare.
“Bear lightly on their foreheads, Timeh Strew roses on their way-— The young in heart, however old, That prize the present day.”
“First love will with the heart remain When its hopes are all gone by, As frail rose-blossoms will retain Their fragrance when they die.”
“You may break, you may shatter the vase, if you will, \ But the scent of the roses will cling round it still.”
“I remember, I remember, The roses red and white; The violets and the lily-cups.”
- A Frenchman’s pride and glory? (La France.)
- An old lady’s comfort? (Tea.)
- What young men seek? (American Beauties.)
- A name sometimes applied to dull people? ( Cabbage.)
- A rural beauty? (Queen of the Prairie.)
- A pigmy people? (Dwarf)
- A rose used by a. seamstress? (Thimble)
- An artistic rose? (Raphael.)
- A wedding attendant? (Maid of Honor.)
- A literary rose? (Spencer.)