"Forget me not!" she would say over and over until her friends called the little blue flower by this name. Now these blossoms are called forget-me-nots all over the world. And whether this story is true or only a legend, the dear little flower could not have a prettier name. PEGASUS, THE HORSE WITH WINGS _Greek_ There is an old myth of a winged horse. Would you like to hear it? Listen. This wonderful horse was under the care of the nine Muses. These nine fair daughters of Jupiter taught men all that is known of music, poetry, history, and the stars. It was said and believed that they helped people to remember what they taught. And now even their names are forgotten except by the few who love to remember the things others forget. One beautiful summer morning this winged horse appeared at the fountain of the Muses on Mount Helicon. The laughing Thalia, the Muse of Comedy, saw him as she dropped from the sky. Dancing Terpsichore tried to take him by the mane, but the white wings flashed in her face and the wonderful steed was gone before she had touched him. Urania, the Muse who loved the heavens, believed that he was from some star world. Clio, the Muse of History, knew that no such creature had ever lived on earth before. They all watched for his return. The next morning he was seen again at the fountain; after that he came every day. The Muses named him Pegasus. "We know that there is a work for all created things. What can his be?" the sisters asked one another. Sure enough his work came at last. In a distant land was a brave young soldier named Bellerophon. He was so bold, so fearless, and so handsome that those who ought to have been his friends became jealous of him. That means trouble, you know. Bellerophon wished to travel. His king gave him letters on parchment to take to King Iobates of Lycia. The king did not read the letters for ten days after Bellerophon came to Lycia. During those ten days there was feasting and dancing in honor of the new guest. After the feasts of welcome were over, King Iobates read the letters and found that the one who sent them wanted Bellerophon punished for certain misdeeds which people said he had done. It was a sharp trick to send such letters by the very person who was to be punished. King Iobates was puzzled as to what to do. Then some of his wise men told him of the terrible chimera that was in the west of his kingdom. This strange creature had the head of a lion, the body of a goat, and the tail of a crocodile. Its breath was flames of fire, so the peasants said. Nobody dared to attack it. "Just the thing," said Iobates to himself, and sent for Bellerophon. "You are the one to rid my country of this terrible monster. Do you dare to try such a task?" Brave Bellerophon answered, "I have no fear; my heart is pure; my strength is as the strength of ten. I will go." [Illustration: BELLEROPHON AND PEGASUS. At the Fountain of the Muses on Mount Helicon.]