"Oh thank you, thank you," she was beginning, but the fairy stopped her.
"Wait a moment," she said, "wait till you learn the real value of these
two things. They are not merely pretty toys. It would be foolish to give
them to you if they were nothing better than that. But they are much
better. We have endowed them with fairy power. See here--if you want to
know what the weather is going to be, you must test them--by yourself,
of course, and when no one can see you, for magic gifts belong to their
owner alone. You must test by trying to open them. If the umbrella
refuses to spread itself, you will know that it is not going to rain. If
so, turn to the parasol. If it opens quite widely you may count on
plenty of sunshine; if only partly, then though the day will be dry, it
will not be very bright. But you must be gentle; it would be useless to
try to force either of them, for then they would break and you would
have lost them for ever."
Merran's eyes were gleaming with delight.
"I will be very gentle, I promise you. Oh it will be splendid always to
know about the weather, and uncle and all of them will never again think
me stupid or useless if they find I can foretell it. It will make them
much nicer to me, won't it?"
"Yes," replied her friend. "That is the reason of our giving you this
secret power. But I must tell you a little more. You must not only be
gentle in touch, you must have gentle feelings in your heart, otherwise
you will fail. Neither umbrella nor parasol will open if you apply to
them with any unkind feeling or wish. For instance, if the farmer or his
sons have been sharp or rough to you and you wish it _would_ rain just
to vex them, it would be no good at all for you to try to open
either--and if your aunt has been cross to you some very hot day----"
"She often is when it is very hot," interrupted Merran. "More than when
it's cold. She gets headaches in summer."
"Just so--then if you take hold of the parasol with a secret hope that
the sun is going to blaze away all day, without any cooling summer rain,
so that the dame will be punished for scolding you--no--it would be no
good at all! Inside your heart must be the _hope_ that the wishes of
others shall be fulfilled, whether it come to pass or not; otherwise all
the magic will be gone for the time," and at this Merran looked grave,
very grave, for she had known what it was to long for power to annoy
others. But the fairy's next words cheered her. "I don't think there is
much fear of your having those unkind feelings," she said. "I know that
you are going to be a much happier little girl than ever before, and
remember to begin with, I have promised you a pleasant surprise when you
go home to-day."
"I wonder what it will be," thought Merran, and she felt so anxious to
know, that it took away part of her reluctance to leave the charming
"rain-house," as just then the Sunshine fairy, taking her hand, added,
"I will show you now how to find your way back."
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