“Here he laughed so merrily that for the life of me I couldn’t help
laughing too, though what it was all about I really couldn’t say.
“‘But,’ said he, ‘although I am so widely known and, I think, very well
liked, I have never before been asked to tell my story. I have just
been accepted as a matter of course, and nobody has been the least
little bit interested to know anything about my origin or history.’
“Here he heaved a very great sigh, and the breath that he expelled from
his lungs was so divinely sweet that it filled my senses with delight.
“Instantly recovering himself, however, he brightly added: ‘Still, I am
very, very glad that you have asked me to tell you my story, and if you
will listen, it will be a pleasure to let you hear it from beginning to
end.’
“‘Go on!’ said I, encouragingly; ‘you will find in me a very patient
listener.’
“‘Well,’ he commenced, ‘as you are probably very well aware, when God
first made man he was nothing more than a lifeless image; he could
neither move nor speak! But having fashioned him so much like Himself,
and being pleased with His work, God breathed into his nostrils the
breath of life, and man became a living soul! This was the greatest of
all gifts. On no other created Thing was anything like so remarkable
and wonderful a gift bestowed.
“‘But, what you do not know is that, whilst the making of man was in
progress, the trees and flowers were looking on—silent, still, and
breathless with amazement and surprise. Indeed, so astonished were
they, so overpowered at the miracle they were privileged to see, that
they temporarily ceased to grow, and might easily have died.
“‘But this was not to be; for, seeing what had happened, God caused
them to revive, and knowing that He had already fixed for them their
stations and their modes of life, out of His great compassion, and
because of the awe and reverence with which they had looked upon His
work, said to them: “Behold I give unto you a further gift. Beauty and
symmetry thou hast! In addition, take from Me all those who will, the
gift of sweetness, that ye may forever bear witness to the airs of
Heaven and the glory of your Creator!”
“‘So saying, into the soft and balmy air He breathed one glorious
breath, which, spreading and falling, was, in the process,
disintegrated or broken up into a myriad marvellous atoms. These
ineffably sweet and fertilising atoms the trees and flowers immediately
and eagerly in-breathed—some more, some less, each according to its
mode and manner, but all with rapturous delight.
“‘And one tiniest atom there was that, falling lower than the rest,
fell upon a pale white clover blossom, who, when she drew in the
impregnating life-giving breath of the Almighty, blushed to rosy
redness, and in perpetual remembrance of that great occasion, has ever
since retained her beauteous colouring....
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