Once upon a time a saintly Sister was walking slowly to and fro in a convent garden. Oh, it was so quiet there and so lovely! Flowers bloomed on both sides of the graveled walk. The sweetest odors filled the balmy air. Birds sang softly.
But the Sister was praying.
What was she praying? Hail Marys fell from her lips. Again and again the dear greeting of the “Ave” was given by this consecrated bride of Christ to Christ’s blessed Mother, the spotless Virgin of virgins. All of a sudden Our Lady appeared before the Sister. And then—what do you think happened then? Each Hail Mary that fell from the Sister’s lips became a beautiful rose! And as the roses dropped on Mary’s heart, she took them up and wove them into a fragrant crown. When the crown was finished angel hands placed it on Mary’s soft, beautiful maiden hair.
Now, do you know what those Hail Marys were that the Sister was saying? Ah, they were the rosary. They crowned Mary with a crown of the roses she likes best of all. The word “rosary,” you know, comes from the Latin word “rosarium,” which means a place planted with roses, a rose garden.
First we’ll call that holy nun Sister Rose. Then we’ll say to darling Mary, “Mother, we’ll crown you often with roses, just as Sister Rose did.”
“Queen of the most holy rosary, pray for us!”
Source: Tell Us Another, Imprimatur 1928