So I wait , Master , and try to keep my life and soul clean and wholesome and young for her . `` That 's my story , Master , and we 'll not say anything more about it just now , for I dare say you do n't exactly know what to say . But at times I 'll talk of her to you and that will be a rare pleasure to me ; I think that was why I wanted you to know about her . '' He did talk often to me of her , and I soon came to realize what this far-away woman meant in his life . She was for him the centre of everything . His love was strong , pure , and idyllic -- the ideal love of which the loftiest poets sing . It glorified his whole inner life with a strange , unfailing radiance . I found that everything he did was done with an eye single to what she would think of it when she came . Especially did he put his love into his garden . `` Every flower in it stands for a thought of her , Master , '' he said . `` It is a great joy to think that she will walk in this garden with me some day . It will be complete then -- my Rose of joy will be here to crown it . '' That summer and winter passed away , and when spring came again , lettering her footsteps with violets in the meadows and waking all the sleeping loveliness of old homestead gardens , Uncle Dick 's long deferred happiness came with her . One evening when I was in our `` den , '' mid-deep in study of old things that seemed musty and unattractive enough in contrast with the vivid , newborn , out-of-doors , Uncle Dick came home from the post office with an open letter in his hand . His big voice trembled as he said , `` Master , she 's coming home . Her father is dead and she has nobody in the world now but me . In a month she will be here . Do n't talk to me of it yet -- I want to taste the joy of it in silence for a while . '' He hastened away to his garden and walked there until darkness fell , with his face uplifted to the sky , and the love rapture of countless generations shining in his eyes . Later on , we sat on one of the old stone benches and Uncle Dick tried to talk practically .
Bayside people soon found out XXXXX Rose Lawrence was coming home to marry Uncle Dick .
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