The rose, it knows their secret, And the jessamine also knows: And the rose told me the story That the jessamine told the rose. And the jessamine said: "At midnight, E're the red cock woke and crew, The fays of Queen Titania Came here to bathe in dew. And the yellow moonlight glistened On braids of elfin hair; And fairy feet on the flowers Fell softer than any air. And their petticoats, gay as bubbles, They hung up, every one, On the morning glory's tendrils, Till their moonlight bath was done. But the red cock crew too early, And the fairies fled in fear, Leaving their petticoats purple and pink, Like blossoms hanging there. MADISON CAWEIN. WHY ROSES HAVE THORNS (ALGONQUIN LEGEND) In the far-off days of long ago roses had no thorns. The branches of the bushes and the flower stems were smooth and delicate and made delicious food for the animals. They greedily ate the leaves, stems, and lovely blossoms; sometimes, indeed, they devoured the entire plant. With grief the roses saw that each year the number of bushes was growing fewer and they feared the time would come when there would be none of their blossoms left to gladden the summer days. At last they held a council to see if anything could be done to prevent the animals from destroying the bushes. But no one could think of a way out of the difficulty. "We must go to Manabozho, the Great Chief," said one of them. "He will advise us what to do." Accordingly, it was decided that several messengers, chosen from the council, should seek the Great Chief and tell him how the animals were fast destroying the roses. It was no easy matter to find Manabozho, for while he lived on earth among the Red Men he took many disguises. They who sought him were carried by the swiftest wind through valleys and meadows and far over the hilltops. All along the path of their journey, whenever they asked the question, "Where shall we find Manabozho?" they received the same answer, "Travel on toward the sunrise. There you will find the Great Chief. He is tending a wonderful garden."