"Thank you, Mr. Bee," said the Daisies, "for you have mixed our pollen, and now our seed will grow well."
The Daisy Fairy came again and said: "Drop your petals, close your green leaf coverings, and make your seed."
She came again when the seeds were ripe.
"Now scatter your seeds," she said to the daisy, and to each little seed as it fell she said as before: "Swell and sprout and grow up and down." The seeds did as they were told, and soon there was a ring of strong young daisy plants growing round the first one. Again the flowers were made and the seeds scattered; in a short time the hill was starred with pink and white.
"It is wonderful!" said the Hill. "I should never have believed it if I had not seen it."
"It was a tiny seed," said the Fairy, "but it has made you beautiful."
MY GARDEN
I have a garden of sweetest flowers,
Beside the orchard wall.
The sun sends sunbeams, the clouds send showers,
To make them gay and tall.
Marigolds, wallflowers, cowslips, pinks,
Pansies, and mignonette!
Forget-me-not blue its star-eye winks;
Roses their buds have set.