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and in ditches. No one bound these flowers together in a nosegay; they were too common; they were even known to grow between
the paving-stones, shooting up everywhere, like bad weeds; and they bore the very ugly name of “dog-flowers” or
“dandelions.”
“Poor, despised plants,” said the apple-bough, “it is not your fault that you are so ugly, and that you have such an
ugly name; but it is with plants as with men,—there must be a difference.”
“A difference!” cried the sunbeam, as he kissed the blooming apple-branch, and then kissed the yellow dandelion out in
the fields. All were brothers, and the sunbeam kissed them—the poor flowers as well as the rich.
The apple-bough had never thought of the boundless love of God, which extends over all the works of creation, over
everything which lives, and moves, and has its being in Him; he had never thought of the good and beautiful which are so
often hidden, but can never remain forgotten by Him,—not only among the lower creation, but also among men. The sunbeam, the
ray of light, knew better.
“You do not see very far, nor very clearly,” he said to the apple-branch. “Which is the despised plant you so
specially pity?”
“The dandelion,” he replied. “No one ever places it in a nosegay; it is often trodden under foot, there are so many of
them; and when they run to seed, they have flowers like wool, which fly away in little pieces over the roads, and cling to
the dresses of the people. They are only weeds; but of course there must be weeds. O, I am really very thankful that I was
not made like one of these flowers.”
There came presently across the fields a whole group of children, the youngest of whom was so small that it had to be carried
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p; by the others; and when he was seated on the grass, among the yellow flowers, he laughed aloud with joy, kicked out his
little legs, rolled about, plucked the yellow flowers, and kissed them in childlike innocence. The elder children broke off
the flowers with long stems, bent the stalks one round the other, to form links, and made first a chain for the neck, then
one to go across the shoulders, and hang down to the waist, and at last a wreath to wear round the head, so that they looked
quite splendid in their garlands of green stems and golden flowers. But the eldest among them gathered carefully the faded
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