for Little Children—Clytie. 11

She had never known the perfume of the flowers
or seen the dew on the grass.

In wonder, she saw a little boy and girl near her
and heard them say, “Here it comes! Here it
comes !”’

As she looked away in the east she saw the glori-
ous light that she had so longed for. In its midst,
in a golden chariot, sat a wonderful king.

The king smiled and instantly the birds began to
sing, the plants unfolded their buds, and even the
old sea looked happy.

Clytie sat on the rock all day long and wished
that she might be like the great kind king.

She wept when he entered the land of the sun-
set and she could see him no longer. She went
home, but she could scarcely wait until the morn-
ing. Very early the next day her swiftest goldfish

carried her to the rock.
After this, she came every day, wishing more and

more to be like the great kind king. One evening
as She was ready to go home, she found that she
could not move her feet. She leaned out over the
sea and knew that she had her wish. Instead ofa
water nymph a beautiful sunflower looked back at
her from the water.

Her yellow hair had become golden petals, her
green lace dress had turned into leaves and stems,
and her little feet had become roots which fastened
her to the ground.