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Show DADDY'S Of EVENING fig I FAIRY TALE Mary Graham Bonner THE FLOVERS "Next spring, next spring," said the arbutus flowers, as they finished their blooming. O h. m so much obliged to you for being so kind and complimentary compli-mentary to me. "I appreciate your words so much, for even though you may be poisonous, vol, wouldn't poison me, and yon are n vine, while I be long to n marsh "It seems liner o he n vine." "O h, I ilon'l i 111 I W fl llltll I I lllll " "N e x t spring, next spring," said the members of the hepntica family. "N e x t spring, good-by," said the little wild violets, very softly. Now down In a marsh some other flowers were talking. talk-ing. "Why are you called the deadly nightshade?" asked the marsh marl-gold. "Because 1 am The Hepatica supposed to be Family. poisonous, but I really think It's rather unfair to call me that It makes me out to be like the poison ivy." "You're not at ail like the poison Ivy, are you?" asked the iris. "Xo indeed, Sir Iris," said the deadly dead-ly nightshade, who was called Mr. Nightshade In these parts. "I'm not in the least like poison ivy. "Old boy Poison Ivy is a very great rascal. He always poisons girls and boys and ladles and gentlemen. "I hardly ever do, and then I don't mean to do it. There Is something about me that they say is poisonous. "I suppose years ago some member of our family must have been very j mean or horrid and made poisonims as a punishment, for few people pick us now. 1 "And that is Bad. We're admired from afar, but not taken home to enjoy." en-joy." "I suppose they don't dare pick you," said Miss Marsh Marigold. "And I don't urge them to," said Mr. Nightshade. "You see, I can't tell myself Just how poisonous I'll be. 1 have a bad effect on some people hut not nearly so many are bothered by me as ore bothered by Poison Ivy rascal." "Have you always been a vine?" asked Sir Iris. "Always." said Mr. Nightshade. "You're different now from the way you will be Inter on, aren't you?" asked Miss Marsh .Marigold. "Ah, yes. that Is one great comfort I have," said Mr. Nightshade. "In the spring and summer I have purple flowers and green leaves, and in the autumn I have another suit." "Your leaves turn Into those gorgeous gor-geous autumn colors, eh?" asked Mis Marsh Marigold. "Yes, and more than that," said Mr. Nightshade proudly. "Tell us," urged the others. "I have red berries, handsome red berries they're the trimmings to my costume." "Beautiful, handsome, most magnificent." magni-ficent." said Miss Marsh .Marigold and Sir Iris. "But you're beautiful, too," said Mr. Nightshade to Miss Marsh Marl-gold. Marl-gold. . Instead ol blushing red. she turned a little more golden than ever and said In her soft voice: Wm said Sir Iris who. Little Wild of course, belongs Violet. ! :o the marsh too "Well." said Mr. Nightshade, "I guess It amounts to tills: "We nil can't have everything, nnd wr all have a great ileal. So the best thing Is to think ol what we have and not of what we haven't." And the flowers nodded their heads thinking that that was a very wise suggest Ion. |