"He never let you know heat or cold, he never let the worm gnaw or the snail harm you; he would get up in the dark to see after your wants; and when the ice froze over you, he was there to loosen your chains.

Why do you not care, anyone of you ?" "How silly you are!" said the flowers.

"You must be a butterfly or a poet, Bebee, to be as foolish as that.

Some one will do all he did.

We are of market value, you know.