and lilies. too, after a fit of temper, I  to find comfort and to  face in t joy it o lose myself in t garden of floo o spot, until, coming suddenly upon a beautiful vine, I recognized it by its leaves and blossoms, and kne umble-dorailing clematis, drooping jessamine, and some rare s flowers called

    butterfly lilies, because tals resemble butterflies  t of all. Never -satisfying roses as to oons from our porcainted by any eart so soft, so pure, I could not  resemble the asphodels of Gods garden.

    ttle life. I came, I sa baby in t of discussion as to a name for me. t baby in t to be ligic about t. My fated tor ake any furt in t as  I ser t. But in tement of carrying me to c turally, since it  it o call me after my grandmother, and he gave her name as helen Adams.

    I am told t ion.

    Everyt I saed upon imitating. At six mont quot;how dye,”

    and one day I attracted every ones attention by saying quot;tea, tea, teaquot; quite plainly. Even after my illness I remembered one of t ;er,quot; and I continued to make some sound for t er all ot. I ceased making t;he word.

    tell me I  taken me out of tub and racted by t danced in t on t ran too take me up in her arms.

    t last long. One brief spring, musical  and roses, one autumn of gold and crimson sped by and left ts at t of an eager, deligo t acute congestion of tomacor t I could not live. Early one morning,  me as suddenly and mysteriously as it  rejoicing in t morning, but no one, not even t