After the envelopes were all empty and the seeds all scattered they covered them over with the fine brown soil.
"The little seeds must sleep for a while," said their Mother, "like babies in a big brown bed."
So every day the three children watched. And the Sun shone and sometimes the gentle Rain came. They did not feel sad when she was weeping, for Mother told them she was a fairy too, not so jolly as the Sun but gentle and kind. Jolly Sun, gentle Rain, and Mother Earth—they were all fairies whom God had sent to help make the story come true.
Sometimes it was hard to finish breakfast, they were so anxious to see what had happened in the little gardens during the night. Sometimes they even forgot to ask Mother to "please excuse" them and they had to be called back to the table, for that was very impolite.
At last one wonderful morning, as they stood around the flower beds, Jehosophat said:
"There's Chapter Two!"
"What's that?" asked Marmaduke who didn't quite understand.
"Oh, just another step in the fairy tale."
"Where?"
He pointed to one of the gardens.