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Updated: May 9, 2025
As he wrote a word on his card and waited for an envelope he glanced about the embowered shop, and his eye lit on a cluster of yellow roses. He had never seen any as sun-golden before, and his first impulse was to send them to May instead of the lilies. But they did not look like her there was something too rich, too strong, in their fiery beauty.
Strangely young too, almost a boy; tall and slight as his own sword, the grey eyes big under dark brows, the face sun-golden and lean almost to gauntness. "How did you do it?" murmured the boy. The other's eyes clouded; the lids fell. "I could not have done it but for her," he said. Then for the first time the boy remembered the dead woman.
The pale, golden-hearted arrow-head neighbored the homespun pickerel-weed, and oh, mysterious glory from an oozy bed! luscious, sun-golden cow-lilies rose sturdily triumphant, dripping with color, glowing in sheen.
The perfect curve of the fresh mouth; the white forward chin with its sunk depression in the midst, the deep-set, blue eyes and the straight pencilled brows; the broad smooth forehead and the tiny ear half hidden in the glory of sun-golden hair; the milk-white skin just tinged with the faint rose-light that never changed or reddened in heat or cold, in anger or in joy he knew them all; the features of royal Cyrus made soft and womanly in substance, but unchanging still and faultlessly cold in his great daughter Atossa, the child of kings, the wife of kings, the mother of kings.
It is impossible to describe the Georgian Bay and the beauty of its thousands of islands ... as we steamed through them in the dawn, they loomed about us through sun-golden violet mists.... Here as small as the chine of some swimming animal, there large enough for a small forest of trees to grow upon them.... Another storm ... on Lake Huron ... a fair-sized one.
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