Tell Me Another Story Part 31

HOW THE FLOWERS CAME

Ever so many years ago the world was as bare and gray as the roads.

The Earth King grew very tired of it, and covered the ground with a carpet of green. We call it gra.s.s. For years and years there was nothing but green, until the Earth King grew as tired of the green as he had been of the gray. He decided that he must have more colors. So one day he took his royal retinue and journeyed to a hillside where he knew there grew the finest gra.s.ses in all the kingdom. At the blast of the King's bugler the gra.s.ses a.s.sembled, and the King addressed them in simple words.

"My faithful gra.s.ses," he said. "It is many years since I placed you here. You have served me well. You have kept true green. It now pleases me to announce to you that I am about to reward a certain number of you and make you lords and ladies of the field. To-morrow I shall come hither at this same hour. You are to a.s.semble before me, and the fairest of your number and the most pleasing I will honor with a great and lasting reward. Farewell."

How the gra.s.ses whispered and put their heads together then as a breeze crept up the hillside! They arose next morning before the sun, that they might wash their ribbons in the gleaming pearls of dew. What prinking and preening! What rustling of ruffles and sashes! What burnis.h.i.+ng of armor and spears! At length the King's bugle rang out to call them into grand a.s.sembly. Full of excitement, they stood before the King, each hoping that he might be chosen for one of the great honors.

The King greeted them as he had on the previous day, but he said,

"In this Court of Judgment I must have willing servants to help me.

First, I must have a keeper of the gate so that no outsider may enter.

Which one of this host will be keeper of the gate?"

Not a man-gra.s.s stirred in his tracks, for each feared that if he became a servant of the King he would lose his chance to be a lord.

"Which one?" asked the King again. "Which one will volunteer to keep the gate for me?"

At this moment a st.u.r.dy gra.s.s was seen coming down the hillside. He was not handsome, but he was strong. His shoulders were broad, and his chest was deep, and he was armed to the teeth. Spear points stuck from every one of his pockets, and in each hand he carried a lance as sharp as lightning.

"Let the others wait for their honors," he thought, as he said,

"I will serve the King."

"So be it," said the King. "Take your station at the gate. And now,"

continued the King, "I must have a herald to announce my awards and my commands. Who will be my herald?"

Again there was silence among the man-gra.s.ses, until at last one was seen to advance. He was short and round and smiling, as happy a gra.s.s as grew on the hill. He came before the King as fast as his short legs could carry him.

"So it please the King," he said. "I will be his royal herald."

"So be it," said the King. "Stand here at my feet."

"Two torch-bearers I need," the King went on, "two torch-bearers, tall and comely, to hold the lights on high. Who will serve the King as torch-bearers?"

And now there was silence and stiffness among the lady-gra.s.ses as each feared to lose her chance to be given a t.i.tle, and waited for the others. At last two slender gra.s.s-maidens advanced with glowing faces but reluctant step. They were not as beautiful as some of their sisters. Their ribbons were few and some of them were frayed. They scarcely expected the King to accept them, but they meekly offered themselves, as they said,

"We, O King, will be your torch-bearers."

The King looked greatly pleased as he replied,

"So be it, indeed. Stand here on either hand. And now," continued the King, "I must have an incense-bearer to swing my censer over the meadows. Who will be my incense-bearer?"

For a moment there was silence again among the lady-gra.s.ses, but only for a moment. Then out stepped one of the daintiest of them all. She tripped quickly and quietly down the hill to the King, saying modestly as she approached,

"I will be your incense-bearer."

"Let it be so," said the King. "Await my commands. Yet one more servant," he added. "I need some one to ring the chimes. Who among all these loyal subjects, man or maid, will ring the chimes?"

Scarcely had the King's words left his lips when one of the n.o.blest gra.s.ses of all, her broad green ribbons rustling as she moved, left the crowded ranks of the gra.s.ses, and eagerly advanced before the King. "If it please your Majesty, I will ring the chimes," she said.

Then the King looked around, satisfied, upon his eager and expectant audience, and spoke a few brief words to them. He had come, he said, fearing that the task was almost too great for even a king--to choose among so many and so beautiful subjects. But they had helped him by choosing for themselves, and he had now only to award the honors.

"Keeper of the gate," he commanded, "stand before the King!"

The keeper of the gate came awkwardly forward, p.r.i.c.king all who brushed against him as he pa.s.sed.

"Because you have been willing to serve," said the King, "I reward you with distinguished honor." Then, taking from the hand of a page a great velvet cap of purplish red, he placed it upon the head of the gatekeeper, saying as he did so, "I dub you: My Lord, the Thistle.

"Let the King's herald stand forth!"

The little round, happy herald obeyed. The King took a great gold coronet from the hand of a page and placed it upon the herald's head, saying,

"Because of your readiness to serve the King, I create you a n.o.ble of the field, and dub you: My Lord, the Dandelion.

"Let the torch-bearers stand forth!"

Then the two shy gra.s.s-maidens bowed before the King. On the head of each the King placed a s.h.i.+ning crown, one all gold, and the other of gold rimmed with white, that they might be told apart; and he said to them,

"Because of your generous deed, I dub you: Lady b.u.t.tercup and Lady Daisy.

"Now, my incense-bearer!"

The dainty gra.s.s-maiden knelt at his feet and bowed her head.

The King beckoned to a page, who brought him a tiny hood of beautiful blue. This the King placed upon her head, saying,

"I am grateful for your service. I dub you: Lady Violet.

"Let the ringer of the royal chimes appear!"

The beautiful gra.s.s with the broad, s.h.i.+ning ribbons stood proudly before him, and bent her head in salute. The King took a silver bell and gave it to her, saying,

"This shall be the sign of your royal office. I dub you: Lady Lily-of-the-Field."

Then the King charged his new-made lords and ladies to be faithful to their service, and never cease, year by year, to return and beautify the earth. Then the a.s.sembly was dissolved, but not until the whole host of gra.s.ses on the hillside had applauded what the King had done.

They were disappointed, but they knew that the bravest and truest had been made the most beautiful among them, and crowned with the honor due.

THE THREE LITTLE b.u.t.tERFLY BROTHERS[1]

There were once three little b.u.t.terfly brothers, one white, one red, and one yellow. They played in the suns.h.i.+ne, and danced among the flowers in the garden, and they never grew tired because they were so happy.