EVA'S FAIRY STORY.

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good. Come! get on my wings for a sail through the air, and
enjoy yourself while you can.’

“And the breeze made a dash at the dew-drop, intending to
bear it off on its wings. But the dew-drop clung to the lily;
and the lily said, softly, ‘Drop down into my bosom, and then
you will be safe.’

“So the dew-drop loosed her hold and fell down into the
lily-cup.

“<« Tear dew-drop !’ whispered the lily, tenderly, ‘how I love

you ! and she drew it away down into her heart. ‘I shall be
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