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mean by such a hard name ?&quot; asked the Cow- 

 | slip. 



&quot; It is a delightful green vale in England, 

 where, in old times, a king signed a paper, 

 which gave the people freedom. For that rea 

 son it is visited as a sort of sacred place. 



&quot; My birth there, was all that gave me value 

 in the eyes of my owner, and procured me the 

 privilege of travelling to see distant lands.&quot; 

 Many things the Daisy related, so that the 

 Cowslip, thus daily instructed, knew almost 

 as much of foreign countries as if it had been 

 there. 



A Dandelion lived near, but did not incline 

 to listen to these adventures. Indeed, she 

 ridiculed the way in which her neighbors 

 spent so much of their time, and said for her 

 part, she had something else to do. 



She thanked her stars she was not a blue, 

 no ! not she ! nor a pedant neither. The 

 vanity of those travelled people was extremely 

 ridiculous, always talking about what they had 

 seen. She laughed loudly at the Cowslip, cal- 

 ing her an antiquarian, and said she wondered 

 what good came from being such a deal wiser 

 than other people. 



