tjoyitwastolosemyselfinthatgardenofflowers,towanderhappilyfromspottospot,until,ingsuddenlyupoifulvine,Ireizeditbyitsleavesandblossoms,awasthevinewhichcoveredthetumble-downsummer-houseatthefartherendofthegarden!Here,also,weretrailiis,droopingjessamine,andsomeraresweetflowerscalled

    butterflylilies,becausetheirfragilepetalsresemblebutterflieswings.Buttheroses--theywereloveliestofall.NeverhaveIfoundinthegreenhousesoftheNorthsuchheart-satisfyingrosesastheclimbingrosesofmysoutherheyusedtohanginlooonsfromourporch,fillingthewholeairwiththeirfragraaintedbyahysmell;andintheearlym,washedinthedew,theyfeltsosoft,sopure,IcouldnothelpwiftheydidnotresembletheasphodelsofGodsgarden.

    Thebeginningofmylifewassimpleandmuchlikeeveryotherlittlelife.Icame,Isaw,Iquered,asthefirstbabyinthefamilyalwaysdoes.Therewastheusualamountofdiscussionastoanameforme.Thefirstbabyinthefamilywasnottobelightlynamed,everyonehaticaboutthat.MyfathersuggestedthenameofMildredCampbell,aorwhomhehighlyesteemed,andhedeedtotakeanyfurtherpartinthediscussion.MymothersolvedtheproblembygivingitasherwishthatIshouldbecalledafterhermother,whosemaidennamewasHele.Butiementofcarryiochurchmyfatherlosttheheway,verynaturally,siwasoneinwhichhehaddeedtohaveapart.Whentheministeraskedhimforit,hejustrememberedthatithadbeendecidedtocallmeaftermygrandmother,andhegavehernameasHelenAdams.

    IamtoldthatwhileIwasstillinlongdressesIshowedmanysignsofaneager,self-assertingdisposition.

    EverythingthatIsawotherpeopledoIinsisteduponi