The Lake County star. [volume] (Chase, Mich.) 1873-current, 1874-10-15


For singing songs and telling tales,
And pretty dwarfs TO show the way ~
Through fairy hills and fairy dales.
And when bad child goes to bed,
From lett TO right she weayes her rings,
And then IL dreams all through the night
OF only ugly, horrid thipgsl La
Then lions come with glaring eyes,
And tigers growl dreadful noise,
And ogres draw their cruel knives,
To shed the blood OF girls and boys
Then wicked children wake and weep,
:; And wish the long black gloom away;
But good ones love the dark, and find
The night rs pleasant as the day.
BLUE VIoLETs.-A little girl sat
alone in garden, weeping. One of the
crystal tear-drops CHANGED to fall into
the heart of rose, when out of the
flower sprang lovely fairy, who gently
inquired: "What is the matter, child?
Why do you cry"
1t is" sobbed the little girl, abe.
cause my sister Lila is not kind to me.
love her, but am almost sure she does
not love me at all. She gets provoked
Mt me so easily, and snaps and snarls at
me, sometimes even strikes me, and will
not lend me any of her books or play
things, unless she feels in the humOr.
Just now, proposed that we should take
"a run in the meadow, where daisies
twinkle in the breeze like stars in the
sky of evening, and gold-belted bees are
swinging on the sweet clover-heads; but
my sister refused, with a cross !. No
shan't! and wished me thousand miles
away"
The fairy listened, and asked:
What does your sister love? Every.
body loves something"
1.-THE only things I think Of" the
child replied, "that Lila loves at all
times alike are flowers"
very good " said the fairy, "would
you like to become flower? Then your
sister will love you, and l shall always be
near you for company
Indeed. yes" answered the child
hastily drying her eyelashcs, " that will
be delightful"
Choose, then, the flower you will
be" said the fairy. "a rose, perhaps?'
"Oh, not that" said the child. Roses
are too handsome for me. should blush
so to have people gazing at me. If
might as well, / would rather be little
blue violet; and, as my name is Violet
that seems to be the proper thing for me
to be-"
The fairy uttered some words in her
own language, waving at the same tiny
silver wand over the child's head. I'M
mediately the dimpled hands and pale
golden hair disappeared, with everything
belonging to little Violet, except the
blue dress she had on, and that was
changed into the most beautiful bed o.
fragrant viOlets that ever was seen.
Saattara1 fh;ctlu nyar tbo anu,ar, To :,
the tears which the child had been she'd
ding, only they no longer had the sad
look of tears, but sparkled in the sun.
beams with ever-changing hues, as il
some fecks of the rainbow had dropped
from the sky, or tiny bird of paradise
had shed its plumage upon the violet.
bed.
Slowly down the garden-path came an
other child, somewhat older and largel
than the first. This was Lila. She car
ried watering-pot, whose contents re
freshcd the flowers that bordered thu
path. She was weeping at her work, anc
so sadly that the watering-pOt needed moi
to be replenished, but was kept con
stantly full with the tears which fell
from her eyes.
Coming to the violet-bed, already
sprinkled with what she took for dew
drops, Lila paused suddenly, and sci
down her watering-pot, while an exclam
alton of delight burst from her lips.
"Why, l thought my darlings were
scarcely budded," she remarked, "ant
here / find them in perfect bloom"
Thereupon she knelt down and kissed
the flowers, saying over and over how
fond she was of them.
Little Violet, hearing her sister.
words, and feeling her tender, loving
touch, was more happy than language
can express. She longed to speak to her
and beg her to take a few of the flowers
and wear them in her hair, but being un
able, she had to rest content with breath
ing out hermost delicate perfume for hel
sister to enjoy.
Presently, Lila raised her head, gazed
fixedly at the violets moment, and be
gan to weep afresh.
"Their color is so like the dress deal
little Violet wore when she went away
sobbed Lila.
Gently swayed the rose beside the
child, and the fairy appeared.
What is the matter, little one?" sht
inquired.
al am so lonely without my sister,
answered the grieving child.
"Oh, indeed!" said the fairy, and nc
more, but fitting back into the heart o.
the rose, she folded one by one tho
damask leaves over her head-for the sur
was going down, and the heightened
shadows fading and blending along the
garden-walks.
The following evening Lila came
again into the garden, and sat by the
violet-bed and wept, when she heard the
soft voice of the fairy asking as before
What are you crying for, little girl p
For my dear little sister," Lila re
piled, between her sObs. "She has gone
away, and we do not know what has be-
come of her."
ooh, indeed !" carelessly repeated the
fairy, and disappeared, leaving the child
to grieve on unpitied.
The third time Lila sat beside the
violet-bed weeping, and the fairy, stand.
ing up in the heart of the rose, put to
her the same question.
"HOw can / help mourning for nv
lost sister, who was 30 gentle and good Yf
said Lila. grieve the more when |
remember that L was not always gentle
and kind to her. Oh, miss her sadly
/ have no one to play with me now. ]
would give all the world to have Violet
back again"
Would you?" returned the fairy
"Think again. Are you sure you would
g've me the first thing ask for if car
Persuade your sister to return to you az
she was?"
/" Anything-anything," promised the