Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1853-11-30
NDY. 49,.
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"A FdDle.
In ancient time, when flowers, aud trees
and farics were on speaking terms, and all
friendly together, one fnc summers day,
the sun shonc out on a beautiful garden,
where there were al sorts of flowers that
yc could mention, and a lovely but giddy
fairy went sporting about from one to the
other, although no one could sec her be-
cause Of the sunlight as gay as the morn
ing lark then says the Fairy to the Rose
Rose, if the sun was clouded, and the
storm cam on, would ye shelter and love
me stllP DO you doubt mc?' says the
Rose, and Redeemed up with anger. Lilly
says the Fairy TO another love, IF the sun
was cloudcd and q storm came on, would
We shelter AMI love me stillP oh ! DO you
think / could change |? says the Lily, and
she grew still paler with sorrow. Tulip
said the Fairy, 'if the sun was clouded,
and a storm cam on, would ye shelter and
love me stiIl ?-Upon my word and the
Tulip, making a very gentlcmanlike bow,
yc'rc the very first lady that ever doubted
my coustancy.' So the Fairy sported on,
joyful to think Of her kind and blooming
friends. She revealed away for time, and
then she thought on the pale blue Violet
that was almost covered With its broad green
leaves; aud althoughit was an old comradc,
she might have forgotten it, haditnot been
for the sweet scent that came up from the
modest flower. ooh, Violet said the Fairy,
If the sun was clouded and a storm came
on, would ye shelter and love me still p
And tho Violet made answer-'Ye have
known me long, sweet Fairy, and in the
first spring-timc, when there were but few
other flowers, We used to shield from the
cold blast under my leaves nov ye've al
most forgotten me-but let it pastry my
truth fever you should meet with misfor-
tunc-but | say nothing Well, the Fai-
ry skittcd at that, aud clappcd her silvery
wings, and whisked singing off on a sun
beam but she was hardly gone, when a
black cloud grew up at the north all in a
minute, and the light was shroudcd, and
the rain fell in slashings like hail, and a
way flies tue Fairy to her friend the Rose.
Now, Rose says she, 'the rain is come, so
shelter aud love tue still Il can hardly
shelter my own buds said the Rose; but
the Lilly has a deep cup.'-Well, the poor
little Fairy's wings were almost wet through
but she got to the Lily. Lily says she.
the storm has GENE, so shelter and love me
still Il am sorry says the Lily, but il
| were toopen my cup, the rain would bca
in like fun, aud my seed would be spoilt-
the Tulip has long leaves Well, the Fair!
was wn-hearted enough, but she wen
to the Tulip, who she always thought
s~weet-spokcn gentleman. lie certainly di
not look as he had done in the sun, but sh
waved her little wand, and, Tulip say
she, 'the rain and storm are come, and
am very weary, but you will shelter an
love nae still2 BECOME says the TuliI
bic off,, says he, "a pretty pickle | Shout
be in, if l let every wandering trollop con
about me-
Well, by this time she was very tire
and her wings hung dripping at her bac
wet iul4eaaa=-aAnk there was 40 help for
off to tho Violet and the darling lit
flower, with its blue eye, that's as clear
kittens, saw her coming, and never a wO
she spoke, utopened her broad green leav
aud took the wild, wandering little ere
ture to her bosom, aRd dried her wings, al
then breathed the sweetest perfumes ov
her, and sheltered her until the storm W
clean gone. Then the humble Violet spo
and said, Fairy Queen, it is bad to airt wi
many, for the love of Que true heart
enough for earthly woman or fairy spiri
the old love is better than the gay conn
ments of a world Of flowers, for it will |
when the others fade away
Aud the Fairy knew that it was true
the blue Violet and she contented hers
ever after, and built her downy bower
der the wide-spreading Violet leaves t
sheltered her from the rude winters wi
aud the hot summers sun, and to this v
day The fairies love the violet beds.