Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1919-08-24

same" the Ho1lyhock said to the
Toad at her feet, "for never have l
seen butterfly with such eyes, but
the Peacock Butterfly-and there
are four of them, two on each wing.
Good gracious what a simpleton
! was not to be able to tell the
difference between him and the but
terflies that visit US daily. How
very ignorant he will think | am not
to have recognized him immed-
ately. And to think l turned my
back on him.
by now / am sure, fat froggy,
that some flower, wiser than l, has
received him with open arms and
even shook her pollen on the air
when he turned her way, and at
this very minute they must be chat
ting and having such a lovely time
together, What will I do about its
Alas, alack--a day what fools we
mortals are. Here. were happiness
and delightful moments for me, I
had but to reach out and take them"
And the Hollyhock retold her
troubles to the Toad, who sat at her
feet with his head tilted back and
his eyes rivetted on her face, listen
ing on every word and to the honey
bee who was at the moment perched
on her top-most petal. For it was
sympathy she really needed.
Regrets.
She unused on her actions, and
turned them over again and again
in her mind.
How he had come to her, without
trying to attract him; how mean
she had been, and how rude, and
how different she should have been
even though the visitor were but
the common golden butterfly who
calls on her daily; and how she did
love admiration; and could she ever,
ever, explain her. actions, that she
might see him again.
And from where she stood, she
could see the Butterfly plainly, as
she unused, sitting happily, grace
fully folding and unfolding his
wings as he talked to the Morning
Glory on her lovely cool vine.
She thought she might send the
Toad over with her excuses and
apolgies-but, no, the Toad was so
awkward in his hopping over the
garden that he might likewise be
awkward of speech, and that would
never do. But the Honey Bee if she
were not in singing mood would
do very we'll, but if she had her
singers out, she would be bitted,
and in that case she would be just
as bad as the Frog, or even worse.
for sarcasm offends as nothing else
can.
So the Hollyhock pondered away
on the best means to right a very
bad bargain, and she decided to
promise The Bee some of her rarest
honey if he would square her with
the beloved Butterfly. And to her
self she thought; | will just fill her
chuck full with such very sweet
honey, that she will feel sweet all
over. and then she just cannot help
but say sweet things.
So the Honey Bee few off lad
dened as the Hollyhock had planned
with the choicest honey ever a Bee
got from a stately Hollyhock. Away
he few to the Morning Glory, who
was chatting with the favored But
terhy,
And perched beside the Butterfly
on near by blossom of the Morning
Glory, he explained all, and gave
the Hollyhocks apologies with such
diplomacy and sweetness, that the
Butterfly promised to see the Holly
hook on his way back; in fact he
even told the Bee that it was to
see the Hollyboek that he came to
the Garden this very morning.
This was joy indeed and news
delicious, to bring back to his kind
friend.
Friends.
And the Butterfly kept his word.
He stopped with the Hollyhock on
his way back to the woods. .-.