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believe I am the only one so happy as to recover by 
day the splendors I lose at night.” 
“Remember, my child,” said the little girl’s 
mother, when Mary told her this wonderful flower- 
story, “that when the shadows of temptation ob¬ 
scure your soul, the voice of your conscience, if 
you will listen to it, will as surely bring back the 
thoughts of goodness, as the sun restores the bright 
blue color to the flower after the shades of night 
have dimmed it.” 
