Come,"
she added, and, rising, pulled me up by the hand.
Silently, and somewhat pensively, we started hand in hand on our walk
down the hill. Presently she dropped on her knees, and opening the grass
with her hands, displayed a small, slender bud, on a round, smooth stem,
springing without leaves from the soil. "Do you see!" she said, looking
up at me with a bright smile.
"Yes, dear, I see a bud; but I do not know anything more about it."
"Oh, Smith, do you not know that it is a rainbow lily!" And rising, she
took my hand and walked on again.
"What is the rainbow lily?"
"By-and-by, in a few days, it will be in fullest bloom, and the earth
will be covered with its glory."
"It is so late in the season, Yoletta! Spring is the time to see the
earth covered with the glory of flowers."
"There is nothing to equal the rainbow lily, which comes when most
flowers are dead, or have their bright colors tarnished. Have you lived
in the moon, Smith, that I have to tell you these things?"
"No, dear, but in that island where all things, including flowers, were
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