The Indianapolis sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1880-1904, 1885-03-29

tie green calyx, and holding the puckered
part tight, blow into the other end, until the
little tube parted with . snap that
her as much as the report
Of a fire cracker would q boy.
These were gay sports, bat sometimes she
would sit, making a ring OF her finger and
thumb, through which she drew one OF the
blossoms. which sprung out again into per
feet form, uninjured by her gentle touch.
She would whisper to 1t, II leve you, l love
you"
At twilight she visited them to see how
many of the neatly folded spirsls were re sdy
to open the next morning. She had often
tried to wake early enough in the morning
to see this process. bat hal never succeeded.
One evening she said to herself, "Tn make
one OF them wait for me-" So che found g
beautiful red bud that was growing Just
under q 'esf. She pushed her little hnger
through the green leaf, and then stuck the
bud into the opening thus made.
n "" she said, III see you open: you
don't mind it. dear, do your The bad did
not answer. but ROSY fancied it looked q lit
tie SAD. She felt hat troubled about
it after che had gone into the house, ard she
would have returned to release her prisoner,
bat it was against the rule for her to So out
after seven o'clock, and besides, she was so
sleepy that she could not think much about
it. Her little head fairly nodded while
mamma was undressing her, and she went
to sleep while she was saying her pray ers,
with her head in mamma's lao Papa came,
and laughed some as he took her in bis arms
and gave her a gentle hug and q kiss, at
which she reused enough to pat his whiskers
q little, and smile, without opening her eyes,
and. then she was sound asleep on her pure,
white little bed.
In the morning Rosy heard some music.
She thought OF the prisoned bud, and then
she heard 8 tiny voice at the window sing
ing:
Rosy. Rosy, set me free.
have never injured thee"
She sprang to her feet, and in less than O
minute she had gone out through the long,
low window into the garden. and was stand
ing by the frame where the morning glories
grew.
A strange scene met her wondering vision.
A hundred little elves were at work on the
sDiral buds. l~aborously a~nwinding the deli
cate fabrics as sailors might heavy sail cloths.
Most wonderful of all, beneath the large,
full bio wn flowers. which hung q loyal can
opy above her, stood the fairy queen herself,
robed as rosy had imagined, in the delicate
folds of q white morning glory, while in her
hand she carried q slender wand with q tiny
star, just one spark of blue FIRE at the tip.
She had q blue star also at the parting of her
golden hair which flo we'd down over her
shoulders.
Rosy. ROSY, set me free.
have never injured thee"
1t was one OF the little elves upon o leaf
just at Rosy's ear, that was speaking to her.
and locking round, she saw the bud that she
tended as much as il conid be in its close
quarters. Two or three of the little fellows
were working almost angrily at 1t.
Where's the elf this bell belongs to-"
leone 10 R0salie to tell his wrongs to-"
Sang q couple of the little working sprltes.
.'Rosalie doth love US well;
She will come to free the bell"
Sang the queen of the morning glory sPrltes,
in q fine, clear, musical little voice Rosy
spraug for ward and drew the bud out OF lie
prison, and with a glad shout. the little elves
opened the flower to the tul6llment of its
crimson glory.
r sale loves usi Rosalie loves us!"
Sang the whole multitude of bright little
beings, and the queen beckoned with her
wand for the child to draw near to her.
Rosy felt grateful for such gracious conde-
'scension on the part of q sove reign, ap.
proached the queen with bowed head, and
with her dimpled hands crossed uoon the
breast of her white night.gown. The little
white robed figure Of the child was as beau
tiful and almost as fsiry-liks as any there.
The queen sang 10 her:
''You have loved us, Rosalie,
All the summer thr0u On.
Happy heart, SO full of glee,
Fall OF warm love, too,
Twas your love that once preserved us.
We have bloOmed for you.
Who SO richly has deserved US,
Loving heart and true.
Love. like sunshine woos to blossom
All life's choicest flowers,
And with truest wealth, that bosom
Where 1t dwelIs, II dowers-"
RSsy's lips parted, for the love and happi-
ness within her made her feel like singing
for joy. Bat all of q sudden she grew
strangely confused, some one lifted her from
her feet, and she heard her mammals voice
say:
why did my little girl come into the gar
den with her night gown on2 How strapgs
the child looks. | believe she has been walk-
ing in her sleep"
Some time after. Rosy told her amm
about the queen OF the morning glories, bat
though mamma listened and looked aston
ishe1. Rosy fancied that she belived after ali
that she had only been dreaming.