EVENING PRIMROSES While grey was the summer evening Hast never a small sprite seen Lighting the fragrant torches For the feast of the Faerie Queen? The buds in the primrose-bushes Upspring into yellow light, But ever the wee deft spirit Escapes my bewildered sight. Yet oft through the dusky garden A dainty white moth will fly, Or, pink as a pink rose-petal, One lightly will waver by. Perhaps 'tis the shape he comes in Perhaps it is he, indeed, Sir Moth or the merry Cobweb Or the Whimsical Mustard-Seed! HELEN GRAY CONE. LEGEND OF THE LILY-OF-THE-VALLEY ALBERT BIGELOW PAINE Once when the Little Child of Bethlehem was playing, he grew very tired and thirsty, and his playmate was very thirsty, too. So Jesus ran to the well for a cup of water and hurried back with it without stopping to drink. But his playmate was greedy, for he seized the cup and drank it all except a few drops at the bottom; then he gave the empty cup to Jesus, who took it and let the last few drops fall on the grass, when suddenly, from where they fell, there flowed a little clear stream of water with lilies-of-the-valley blooming along its bank. KATRINA'S SUN-DIAL Hours fly, Flowers die, New days, New ways Pass by, Love stays. HENRY VAN DYKE. THE THREE LITTLE BUTTERFLIES There were once three little butterflies, one was white, one was red, and one was yellow. They played in the sunshine and danced from one blossom to another. They never grew tired, for they loved to play among the flowers in the garden. One day a heavy rain fell and the little butterflies became very wet. They soon hurried home but when they got to their house they found the door locked and they could not find the key. So they had to stay outdoors and they became wetter and wetter. But by and by they flew to a yellow and red striped tulip and said: "Dear Tulip, open your little flower cup so that we may slip in until the rain is over?" The tulip answered, "I will gladly open my flower cup to the red butterfly and the yellow one. They are like me. But the white one may not come in."