DAFFODIL

Evening Post, Volume CVI, Issue 112, 17 November 1928, Page 15

DAFFODIL

> Spring had come.' In Uie country the trees were sending lortn men new shoots; the green meadows were covered with pink-tipped daisies and golden buttercups; Llie sparkling stream babbled uicrrily over ,lbe stone., and .in the fields clumps of daffodils and jonquils were.clustering. .'.. It was into one. of these f.el.ds.ione which was covered with nodding; daffodils, that a'little girl came dancing. She 'was" small "and .'chubby. Willi rosy cheeks and flaxen hair, and'was not more than three years old. As she danced .aton.g'she stopped and picked some ofher mrmesakes. and clasped tlieini'tightly in her hoi hands: Her- name was-Daffodil.. .....; .'''.'■ On she:went; dancing and singing in joyous delight.; Suddenly she fell. '• The hills around echoed the'sqtind\pf a shrill childish scmtni. Then all was quiet. ' • .'• -.-.■■ ■'•.'■',.■ It was, two-years.lalev. Spring had come -again,' lbe..Birds : Irilled their sweet songs '..from morn till night, and daffodils, were bloom" ing in the fields. .'.-■■ .' ■' : It was late afternoon when a car drew up at the door of-a-neat cottage,.and a small girl, dressed daintily:'iii a frock'of orange, jumped out, followed by an elderly gentleman. "Oh Daddy, just lock at these lovely daffodils." pried-the little-girl.' "I must go and pick some." « . . It was Daffodil, who had eune back from the hospital after having hurt her back on that spring day. '." , .;._•' Now she wandered through ihe-daffodils once again, and they bent their golden heads as though bowing to .heir queen. , The sun set behind the western hills. Dusk deepened into night, and Daffodil, Queen of the Flowers, slept once more in her little cottage, home. - . .•■■■..' Kelburn. —-"POLLYANA." :