54 VOICE OF FLOWERS. 



&quot; But will you be able to use all that you 

 have laid up ? And, if not, what good will it 

 do you ?&quot; asked the hollyhock, blushing more 

 brightly from the earnestness with which 

 she spoke. 



&quot; I never expect to use half of it., but I do 

 not choose to give it away. What good will it 

 do me to hoard it up, do you ask 1 Why, don t 

 I hear people say, there goes the rich bumble 

 bee ? That pleases me.&quot; 



&quot; I will tell you how to get rich, too. Open 

 your leaves wide when the sun shines, and 

 gather all the beams you can, and keep them 

 close in your secret chamber. Then, when 

 the dews fall, and you have drank as much as 

 possible, shut yourself up, and do not let a 

 single drop escape on the buds below ; so you 

 will be sure to grow larger than they.&quot; 



But the hollyhock said, &quot; There is no avarice 

 among flowers. We take what our Father 

 sends, and are glad. We do not wrinkle our 

 brows with care, or grow old before our time.&quot; 



The bumble-bee drew nearer still, and said, 

 &quot; You know nothing at all about the pleasures 

 that wealth can bring. Listen ! I think of 

 setting up an equipage. I shall have two glow 

 worms for postillions ; you know their lamps 



