The Intermountain Catholic. (Salt Lake City [Utah] ;) 1899-1920, 1904-08-20

Siueii e"'e ana overheard the following converse
ton between the hollyhock and red clover:
at stands without dispute. INV dear friend y
| SAID the hollyhock to the clover chat | am the
most beautiful and attractive in nv mistress gar
| den Look at my brilliant color my stately bear
ing and my significant meaning Now. YOU while
very industrious, would scarcely be noticed by
anyone. Iou lie too low"
"Nay-Miss Holyhock. Won arc mistaken. NOT
100 low | am content with my position in life;
put 1t grleves me nexpressibly to hear you praise
your own merits so highly While you are beau
tiIul TO gaze upon, you can give your admirers no
'hanks III return for their praises, for you have
perfume
AT this the hollyhock tossed her head disdain-
fully and said:
Neither has the sunAower any perfume, and
her golden face is not half so beautiful as mine.
Fray, my sweet little clover, proceed with your SER
mon, for you shall have my closest attention.
Il was about to remark said the clover, that
the rose was one of my favoritc flowers. Look at
the white rose across from US, how pure, how I'M
assuming she is, and yet she is almost as tall as
you She does not try to attract attention, and yet
every one who visits gazes at her with tender
look And too, look at the gentle little violet, how
she shrinks from human gaze.
"a sweeter, more modest flower than she is not
TO be found in the whole garden and think of her
admirers l have, seen ladies stoop and kiss her
and shed tears while they muGmured her name
"Oh, Miss Hollyhock if you could see your fol
y. Some day you will thank met
"Oh, little thanks you will ever receive from
me, you homey industrious child, / queen of
the flowers; l am the most beautiful flower in all
the garden" and she swayed gracefully and raised
her head little higher
The flowers had all heard the remark and were
more or less grieved.
The peonies were angry and bushed with in
dignation; the bleeding hearts were sorey wounded
and dropped their aching hearts to the ground;
the lily was frightened and turned dead white;
the rose grew faint and bowed her head Jill it
touched that of the violet, who sweetly whispered
BE comforted"
Yes; the flowers were all affected; even the
rigod was jealous.
Queen Fay, thinking that some kind of de-
eison ought to be reached, stepped in their midst
and said with a voice like silver bell: "Tomor-
row, Miss Hollyhock shall send you word which
of all flowers is the sweetest"
At this the butterflies flew away, bearing Queen
Fay to her home in Glenwood, where her sisters
listened attentively while she told them of her
morning adventure.
1--WE Will hold a meeting in the heart of the
forest tonight, and after we have come to some
conclusion we will give fancy dress ball. Re
member your costumes must be OF the most delicate
texture and ponder we'll which of all flowers is
favorite"
With these words of advice they all separated
and began preparations for the revcl to be held that
night
Accordingly when the pale moonlight shed its
mellow rays in the sylvan retreat all the members
of the elfn band had arrived.
The meeting was held in the hollow OF Glen
wood, where tall graceful ferns grew in abund-
ance, and the sylvan court was called to order by
Queen Fay, who said:
1--WE are assembled here tonight to decide which
is the sweetest of all the flowers. We will first
listen to Prince Charming"
Prince Charming, who was fautiessly attired
| in suit of forget-me-not blue satin, rose with
great dignity, admirably becoming, and said;
'In my estimation the flower that is the sweet
| est is the queenly rose Look at her dignifed re-
serve her exquisite perfume and her delicate color.
Her very meaning is love-, and surely she is all
that is lovely"
Not so fast my dear prince murmured the
little brook which was trickling unsteady over the
lincher-covered rocks. Il admit the rose Is lovely,
! but what about the sweet blue violet which grows
near BIZ me and whom | have known all MY exist
encel"
"Ah, yes" murmured Queen Fay, "the violet is
sweet"
yes" continued the brook, "and the beauty of
it all is that her beauty does not hurt her. have
4 known her for years, and never once have | seen
her emerge from her modest secusion. She Is an
example of modesty, love and continual prayer.
| All yes, the violet is sweet"
.Softly, my FRIEND whispered the old oak tree,
whose leaves rusted weirdly in the slight breeze
which was stirring 'the rose and violet are sweet,
but OH look at the chastc, virgin lily Its purity,
its meekness its lingering perfume, often recalls
a dear dead face
with your permission, Queen Fay, | will sing
the praises of the mgnonette. The sweet homey
flower is not attractive, but it reminds one of peo-
pie we meet in everyday life. Their LONELINESS
at first is all that is attractive about them, but on
better acquaintance, the richness of their intel
ect is disclosed to you their very uglness becomes
dear. for you know of the rare sweetness and the
pure thoughts which are hidden in the mind just
so with mignonette. Its, qualities surpass It's
charms" -,
At this. wan-looking little fairy named Mig
non sighed and said droamily; "Ah, me; to be sure
| suppose they are correct, but to me the pansy
which is cousin TO the violet, has always been
very dear Their little baby faces are SO human
like and the velvety down on their petals is smooth
as baby face. They truly speak OF remem
brance."
But the daisy is pretty, although not fragrant,
chmed in another fairy. "Innocence and constancy
arc the sentiments attached to 1t"
"HeHotrope truly breathes of devotion" said 6
little elf who was hopelessy in love. Il sent some
to my sweetheart today. | admire heliotrope"
They argued long time different flower;
and their sentiments.
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