Capitolo 88
they never knows the language of butterfly or bird or they blooms, and them
it is blind to everybody that I have given his power to see. These clear him
now things are Your friends and companions of game, and they will teach them Him
a lot of pleasant lessons, and it gives her a lot of happy times; while the garden
where you sat once, while crying sad torn wounds and to love, is made now
from Your own happiness, full with loving friends from Your really kindly
thoughts and the feelings; and so surrenders a house in pleasant summer
for the kind one, happy child whose flower of breast will never fade.
And now, dear Annie, I have to go; but every Spring, with the
more first flowers, desire I come again to visit her and door
of the delicate gift. Protects well the magic flower, that I can find everybody
equitable and bright when following I come."
With some goodbye of kind, the kind Fairy was floating then, direct upward
through the air exposed to the sun, smiling down on his/her/their child, until her it faded away
in the soft one, clouds white, and small Annies were standing alone in her
spellbound garden, where all were made with the radiant light,
and fragrant with the perfume of his/her delicate flower.
When Clear of moon stopped, the to Pass the summer-wind placed down its fan of pink-leaf, and,
tilting again himself/herself/itself in his/her cup of acorn, it said this history of
RIPPLE THE WATER-SPIRIT.
Down in the blue sea and I lavish Ripple, a small happy Water-spirit lived;
the whole day she danced under of the coral arcs, done garlands
of bright flowers of ocean, or it was floating on the great waves that have shone
in the light of the sun; but the pastime that she has loved better was lying
in the very-colored hulls on the beach, listening to the least one,
murmuring music the waves had taught a long time ago them; and here
for times the small Spirit placed to observe the sea and sky, while
gayly that sings to her.
But when storms of rose, she hastened under some tempestuous billows,
to where all and anchor were calm, and with its nun waited Spirits