The butterfly flies from flower to flower, until at last the little Princess is tired and hungry, and asks to be taken home. The sun is very warm, and as Grass Princess passes the honeysuckle, a little leaf calls to her, "Pick me, and take me for your parasol." Away they go to her house, where she finds a nice little table, with an acorn full of honey on it for her supper. The bees have been busy during her absence, and after eating the honey she lies, down to rest, while the birds sing her to sleep. She thinks how lovely everything is, and how good everybody is, so she thanks God for all the beautiful things, and asks him to make her good also. |
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