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The Blue Fairy Book

Felicia And The Pot Of Pinks
ONCE upon a time there was a poor laborer who, feeling that he had not much
longer to live, wished to divide his possessions between his son and daughter,
whom he loved dearly.
So he called them to him, and said: "Your mother brought me as her dowry two
stools and a straw bed; I have, besides, a hen, a pot of pinks, and a silver ring,
which were given me by a noble lady who once lodged in my poor cottage. When
she went away she said to me:
"`Be careful of my gifts, good man; see that you do not lose the ring or forget to
water the pinks. As for your daughter, I promise you that she shall be more
beautiful than anyone you ever saw in your life; call her Felicia, and when she
grows up give her the ring and the pot of pinks to console her for her poverty.'
Take them both, then, my dear child," he added, "and your brother shall have
everything else."
The two children seemed quite contented, and when their father died they wept
for him, and divided his possessions as he had told them. Felicia believed that
her brother loved her, but when she sat down upon one of the stools he said
angrily:
"Keep your pot of pinks and your ring, but let my things alone. I like order in my
house."
Felicia, who was very gentle, said nothing, but stood up crying quietly; while
Bruno, for that was her brother's name, sat comfortably by the fire. Presently,
when sup- per-time came, Bruno had a delicious egg, and he threw the shell to
Felicia, saying:
 
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