The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1894-08-17
The Story Of the Dasies.
BY MARGARET EYTINGE.

Iu0 OIUIy VI CA6 OdolCo'
BY MARGARET EYTINGE.
Daisies, golden-heartcd, star like
daisies. all over fields and meadows,
all along the highways and byways,
bonny wee flowers looking bravely up
at the dazzling sun and giving, with
childlike generosity, their beauty to
the lonclest spots and most desolate
places. Close up to fence that sur
rounded a garden where bloomed hun
dreds of rare and lovely flowers they
crowded, praising with sweet artless-
ness the grace and fragrance of their
more precious sisters and wondering
every morning when the gardener
came out at early dawn and collected
many young plants together and gath
cred roses and panses and gladioles
and yerbcnas and pinks by the bas-
ketful to carry away, where he took
them and what became Of them.
II will tell YOU" said a tall, grace
full white lily that grew near the
garden gate, one day, as she inclined
her fair head toward them. 81 have
bcen where they are golng-1 and the
tuberoses yonder. We are growing in
pots sunk in the ground and therefore
can be taken up and moved from place
to place without harm. Once helped
deck u large, sunshiny r0om-l was a
very young bud then-wherc a great
many little children, looking like
flowers themselves in ther gay dresses,
sang and danced for JOY because Il
baby friend was three years Old that
day: and once ! stood at the right
hand Of Il gray-haircd minister in a
crowded church and heard him say,
Solomon in all his glory was not
arrayed like one Of these But, dear,
simple little things, you don't under
stand that, do you? forgot to whom
| was talking. They go to large
city, where nothing is seen but brick
and stone buildings and hosts Of peo-
pie and nothing is heard but the
sounds Of footsteps and the ringing OF
bells and the trampling Of horses and
/, rolling Of wagons, and where there are
no bees nor butterflies nor birds save
canaries that live in cages and spar
!, rows that can live anywhere"
"But the DAISIES are never taken tt
the city," said the dasies after a shor'
pause, "and they are flowers as wei
as the verbcnas and pinks."
y "Bless your innocent little hearts
| know they are" said the lily. "Bu
h the fact is, no one cares to buy dasies.
t $50 nobody cares for us in the biz
$ city," said the dasies to each other
'and yet the butterflies and bird
a tell us we are very pretty"
e But the lily was mistaken, for TIL
y very next morning the gardener cam
II out into the meadow with trowel il
his hand and, digging up some of TN
: largest daisy plants, replanted theI
II in large flower pot.
e Somebody wants us after all, the
called to the grass and the clover, an
the other dasies, as they were carrie
away, "and we shall see the fin
i houses, and perhaps live with llllic'
- roses and geraniums all the rest {
our lives. Goodbye, dear friends
"a goodbye"
n. In a short time the DAISIES foun
lie themselves in market place at th
l. end of row Of blooming plants frol
the garden at which they had so ofte
to peeped through the fence. But the
e, had scarcely had time to look abou
'e them when they saw a shabbil
II dressed boy coming slowly towar
them-slowly, poor fellow, becaus
), one of his feet was sadly misshapel
'e and in his arms he carried heay
= : bundle of newspapers. He locke
= eagerly at the gardener as he can
near.
70 "I've got your dasies, my boy" I'll
r. man called chccrily. "lere they ar
in still wet with the dew, as handson
d. dasies as l ever saw. You must keo
them in the shade day or two, givir
n. them drink now and then, and
he don't doubt they'll do finely. Wi
Id you take them now?"
s. Yes, sir; thank you," said the DO
ia his whole face lighting up and his pa
pa cheeks pushing, "if you will let n
'e leave my papers here until can ru
home with them. But you've brougl
so maryland they're In a nice 20
too--that I'm afraid | haven't mon,
enough to pay for them"
"Five cents was the price agreed {
yesterday" said the good-naturt
gardener, "and l always stick to
bargain. And IL there's more tha
you expected, allthc better for yo