. In happy far-away land . e it, for shehad worked very hard to make its folds neat and even, and she was she awoke, there was a soft rustling all about her. The sun was gentlyunfolding the bud into a beautiful, delicate morning-glory, and as Fay openedher eyes, she saw her own father and mother smiling at her. They had cometo finish painting the flower a lovely soft pink. Her mother held out herarms, and Fay flew straight into them. O mother clear! she cried. I know now that you were in the world has its work to do. I will be a good color fairy afterthis— and as sh
. In happy far-away land . e it, for shehad worked very hard to make its folds neat and even, and she was she awoke, there was a soft rustling all about her. The sun was gentlyunfolding the bud into a beautiful, delicate morning-glory, and as Fay openedher eyes, she saw her own father and mother smiling at her. They had cometo finish painting the flower a lovely soft pink. Her mother held out herarms, and Fay flew straight into them. O mother clear! she cried. I know now that you were in the world has its work to do. I will be a good color fairy afterthis— and as she said it she became the same little fairy she had been beforeshe was changed into a bee— I will be a color fairy, and I will do my workwell, and be glad that I can help to make the world beautiful. So Fay was a color fairy ever after that, and was always contented andhappy ; and when you see a beautiful red rose, or a purple and gold pansy, ora gay, nodding poppy, you may know that the Fairy Fay has done her
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