The Red Cloud chief., 1885-07-17
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Sad Fate of the DsssAtisfied Rose That
Wanted to Fly.

Sad Fate of the Ds.s.tIsHed Rose That
Wanted to Fly.
A wild Rose opened her pink leaves
onc after another. one June morning.
and smiled in wonder at seeing what 4
beautiful world she was in. She grew
in a h~edge-corner. on a low bush which
had never bloomed before.
For awhile she was very well salts.
fled with peeping through the elm
branches above her at the blue sky.
with sometimes a glance at the sun.
which always made her wink; or look
Ing around her at the clover and Gle
mats and buitcrcups.
A little bright-haired child came and
laughed in her face. and then touched
her leaves gently with his soft fingers.
lyon are pretty. pretty" sh. said.
''No, you need not be afraid Of me. !
will not pick you. You are prettiest
just where you are
But the Rose looked longingly at the
boy. a hc ran about after a butterfly.
WHY can't walk and run top"
she said. Il don't ike to stay in one
place all the time. ] am tired Of look
ing at the same thing. ! want to see
what j. on the other side of the hedge -
'.Oh DEAR said the child. Flowers
don't walk. never saw a tree o Il
flower walk in my life. How funny it
would be-! You are just to keep still
and look pretty
RI,.I;rl si.n- into tho to-, .,l
sang "A song so full of chirps and trill-
and twittcrs that the Rose held her
breath TO listen.
why can't / fiy?:" she said to the
Bird. Here | have 10 stay. while you
! can 20 and see all the beautiful things
in the world"
THE beautiful things come TO you"
said the Bluebird. The birds sing To
you, and the children laugh because YOU
are sweet { them. The Sun smiles all
day at you; the wind waits to whisper
10 YOU as he goes by, and all the dews
and showers give YOU their kisses. BE
sure You are placed just where you
ought to be-
But the Rose was not contcnted.
I'm sure | could fly.' she said. ali
this stem did not hold me here : O tight.
Look at my leavcs-they are as bright
as the Buttcrily's wings. Ii ] could
only get free. | know they would bear
me up and carry me away-away oil tn
see all the wonderful things in the great
world on the other side Of the hedge.
How cruel that | should be held down
to that ugly brown carth!"
She frcttcd and stlkcS, never dream
ing. poor silly little thing, that her life
| came froal the humble earth.
She strained and stretched in her
efforts 10 free herself. SO that at last her
slender stem became weakened and 4
puff Of wind broke it of.
Now ! am frce!" she cried. Nov
see me fly"
She spread her leaves wide and waved
them with all her might. but they were
not wings. They could not carry her
up into the sunny air, and she sank
down upon the earth she had despisea.
| The sup beamcd pityingly down upon
her. and Me Wind would have helped
if it could. but they only wilted her
now that she had left the bush which
had givcnAcr all her sweetness.
The Buebird looked sadly ut her rs
she lay inthc dust.
Poor little thing" he said. III
she only had been contcnted where she
WAS so well OFF,"
The child found her with her tender
leaves faded and dying.
"Itojsn't pretty any longer" and
she fluhg il into the road where a wheel
passed over it and crushed it-lOaM S
Companion.