it my trying to copy anything so beautiful as you are? How much I wish I
were a painter!'
"As he said these words he felt a slight quivering in the flower; and,
while he looked, the cluster of stamens at the bottom of the cup floated
upward, and glittered like a crown of gold; the dewdrops which hung upon
them changed into diamonds before his eyes; the white petals flowed
together; the tall pistil was a golden wand; and the next moment a
beautiful little creature stood upon his hand, clad in a robe of the
purest white, and scarcely taller than the flower from which she sprung.
[Illustration: "THE NEXT MOMENT A BEAUTIFUL LITTLE CREATURE STOOD UPON
HIS HAND."]
"Struck with astonishment, the boy kept silence. She lifted up her face,
and opened her lips more than once. He expected her to say some
wonderful thing; but, when at length she did speak, she only said,
'Child, are you happy?'
"'No,' said the boy, in a low voice, 'because I want to paint, and I
cannot.'
"'How do you know that you cannot?' asked the fairy.
"'Oh, fairy,' replied the boy, 'because I have tried a great many times.
It is of no use trying any longer.'
"'What if I were to help you?' said the fairy.
"'There would then indeed be some pleasure in the work and some chance
of success,' said the boy.
"'I was just closing my leaves for the night,' answered the fairy, 'when
you drew me out of the water; and I should have made you feel the
effects of my resentment if it had not happened that you are the
favorite of our race. Under the water, at the bottom of this lake, are
our palaces and castles; and when, after visiting the upper world, we
wish to return to them, we close one of these lilies over us, and sink
in it to our home. The wish that I heard you utter just now induced me
to appear to you. I know a powerful charm which will ensure your success
and the accomplishment of your highest wishes; but it is one which
requires a great deal of care and patience in the working, and I cannot
put you in possession of it unless you will promise the most implicit
obedience to my directions.'
"'Spirit of a water-lily!' said the boy, 'I promise with all my heart.'
"'Go home, then,' continued the fairy, 'and you will find lying on the
threshold a little key: take it up.'
"'I will,' answered the boy; 'and what then shall I do?'
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