Indiana American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1833-1861, 1854-03-17
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THE DAISY.
A BEAUTIFUL STORY

Listen 10 my story
In hecountry, close by the roadside
there nt9nds u summer houae-you
mus. eel sainly have seen IL. ln front
ID q llllo garden fall Of flowers, enclo'
scd by white palings; aud on n bank
outside the pallnga there grew, amidst
tho freshest grson grass, u little daisy
Tho sun shouu ea brightly aud warmly
upon the daisy aS upon the splendid
large ilowera within the garden, and
therefore it grew hourly, 80 that one
morning IL stood fully open with lt'
delicate white cleaning leaves, which
like rays surrounded the little yellow
sun IN their center.
II never occurred 10 the daisy that
no one saw her, hidden rs she was
among tho grass; she was quite con-
tentei; she turned towards the warm
sun, looked at IL, and listened to the
lark who was singing in the air.
The daisy was rs happy rs ifit were
the day Of SOME high festival, and yet
IL was only Monday. Tho children
were at school; and whilst they sal
upon their forms. aud learned their
lessons, the little lower upon her
green stalk learned from 'he warm sun
and everything around her, how good
God is. Meanwhile the little lark ex-
pressed clearly and beautifully all she
felt in silen,e!-And the flower looked
up with sort Of reverence to the hap
py bird who could fly and sing; il did
not distrcs her that she could not do
the same. II can see and listen, "
thought she; the sun shines on me,
and the wind kisses me. OIL how
richly am blessed"
There stood within the palings sew
eral grand stilf-looking ilowers; the
less fragrance they had. the more airs
they gave themselves. The peonies
puiied themselves out in order to make
themselves larger than the roses. The
tulips had the gayestcolors of all; they
were perfectly aware of it, and held
themselves as straight rs candle that
they might be the better seen. They
took no notice at all Of the little flower
outside the palings; but she looked all
the more upon them, thinking "how
rich and beautiful they are! Yes. that
noble bird will surely fly down and
visit them. How happy am |, who
live SO near them and can see their
bcautyw Just at this moment, "quir-
ivitp' the lark did fly down, but he
came not to the peonies or tulips: no,
he flew down 10 the poor little daisy
in the grass. who was almost frightened
from pure JOY, and knew not what to
think. she was SO surprised.
The little bird hoped about, and
sang, 30 how soft is this grass! and
what sweet little flower blooms here,
with It's golden heart and silver gar
menl" for the center Of the daisy
looked just like gold, and the little pc
tails CLEANED silver white.
How happy the little daisy was! no
one can imagine how happy, The bird
kissed her, sang to her, and then flew
up again into the blue sky. IL was a
full quarter Of an hosr ere the flower
recovered herself. Half ashamed, and
yet completely happy. she looked a,
the flowers in the garden; they must
certainly, be aware Of the honor and
happiness that had been conferred
upon her, they must know how de-
lighted she Was. But the tulips held
themselves twice as stiff as before, and
their faces grew quite red with anger;
as to the thick-headed peonies, il was
I indeed well that they could not speak,
or the little daisy would have heard
something not very pleasant. The
poor little flower could see well thai
they were in an ill-humor, and she wa
much grieyed at it. Soon after, a cir
came into the garden with a knife
sharp aud bright; she went up 10 the
tulip, aud cut of one after another
ghl that is horrible" sighed the
daisy; lit is now all over with them.
The girl went away with the tulips
How glad was the daisy that she grew
in the grass outside the palings. and
was despised little flower. She fell