t was filled with rose-bushes which he tended himself, from the first loosening of the earth in spring until the straw sheaf-caps were tied about them in November.
What more delightful occupation for a scholar than working in a rose-garden!
There his friends were most likely to find him in suitable weather, and when June came they were sure to receive a share of the bountiful blossoms; nor did he ever forget the sick and suffering.
He was greatly interested to hear of a German doctor at Munich who had a rose-garden with more than a hundred varieties in it. I should like to know that man, he said; wouldn't we have a good talk together?
He complained that although everybody liked roses few were sufficiently interested in them to distinguish the different kinds.
Naturally rosebugs were his special detestation.
Saving your presence, he said to President Felton's daughter, I will crush this insect; to which she aptly replied, I certainly would not have my presence save him.