Laboulaye's Fairy Book

er-let us go," said the two companions, in their language, which Graceful understood by the gift of the fairies; "the tide is alread

to P?stum, Pensive fluttering to the right and the left in pursuit of

saw Fido talking with the ants, who were marching in r

you going

e of Life," t

going to the Castle of Life, to drink of the Fountain of Immortality. They traveled in company, like people following the same road. Pensive int

ul, who had never been free in his life, nor had seen so many flowers and so much sunshine, followed all the windings of his companion, an

utiful is this landscape, how fragrant these flowers, and

"the day is long, and we

"the sky is clear and the ho

d the insect. "Yesterday I was a caterpillar, to-night I shall be nothing. I will enjoy to-day." And he settled on a full-blown P?stum rose. The perfume was so strong

will overpower us if we struggle against the noonday sun. It is so pleasant to liv

d not stop; his blood seemed on fire, and he barked so furiously that

oney-bee loaded with booty. "

" said the bee; "I sh

you are, will you do like the grasshopper

ve not your ambition. My daily labor suffices for me;

what ease he had accomplished the first day's journey his heart was filled with joy. He caressed Fido, caught the