“Very well,” said little Dorothy, “that suits me exactly, for I have been wishing I were a flower.”
The next morning when the old woman awoke she went to her window and looked among her flowers, and there was the most beautiful daisy growing among the others.
In a short while an old man passed by and noticed this beautiful daisy.
“Look what a beautiful flower,” said he to himself, “with its golden heart and its silver dress. I will take it to Louise, how happy she will be to see this lovely flower.”
Louise was sick, and when the old man gave her the flower how happy she was! The little flower afforded Louise pleasure until she grew well and strong again.
Just then a call came: “Dorothy, Dorothy, where are you, dear?” Dorothy opened her eyes and answered:
“Here I am, mother, under the big oak tree.” She had only been dreaming. But as she went into the house she said to herself, “I wonder if I need to be turned into a flower to give happiness to others.”
THE PRINCESS LOSES THE FOOT RACE
If we desire to run in a race we should keep our minds free from all diverting influences.