HULLO, THE DAISY CABLING.

Taranaki Daily News, 6 December 1930, Page 8 (Supplement)

HULLO, THE DAISY CABLING.

All over the world I am known as the children’s flower, and that is why I am ■speaking to you, children. I should be much too shy to speak to anybody else —but you love me, don’t you? I grow nearly every where, and .my real name is Bay’s Eye, because I open my eye first thing in the morning to •welcome the' new day. All the members of my family have lovely names. Ihe ■big tall marguerites are called moonpennies in some places, and ox-eyes in others. Of course, the word marguerite really means a pearl. Would you like to h,ear how daisies first-came? Well, the story goes that long ago a little baby was born who .was so lovely that the angels wanted it in Heaven. This baby was as white as snow, with hair like the sun, and cheeks like wild roses J w Wo must have it/* whispered the angels. And they carried it away to Heaven.

Now the baby had only just opened its eyes on earth, and, feeling sorry that it had oply been there such a short ■time, it began to cry. “It is much nicer here,” smiled the angels, “but if you would like to send a little present back to earth in . your place, you may do so.” . ' Then the baby laughed, picked a daisy, and dropped it down to earth for the children. That is the legend of the first daisy—isn’t it lovely? ■ Good-bye, my little playmates. A HAPPY ENDING. Father-in-law: “I’ve asked you here to dine for the last time, my boy, for I’m sorry to tell you I’m ruined completely. Lost every penny of my mon T ey.” Son-in-law: ‘Great Scot! Then I married for love, after all!” A PLEASURE. Mrs. Flanagan: “I hear yer husband’s in gaol.” Mrs. O’Reilly: “Yes; an’ it’s about time. Here we been pinchin’ ourselves for three years to pay taxes to keep it goin’, an’ this is the first chance we’ve ever had to use it.”