It 's very early , and this music has waked me up ; so I do n't want to sleep any more . Will you begin to hunt now ? '' `` But you do n't like to get up early , or to walk in the fields ; and , if we mean to catch a fairy , we must be up and out by sunrise every fair morning till we get one . Can you do this , lazy Daisy ? '' And Aunt Wee smiled to herself as if something pleased her very much . `` Oh ! I will , truly , get up , and not fret a bit , if you 'll only help me look . Please come now to dress me , and see if you can find what makes the music . '' Daisy was very much in earnest , and in such a hurry to be off that she could hardly stand still to have her hair brushed , and thought there were a great many unnecessary buttons and strings on her clothes that day . Usually she lay late , got up slowly and fretted at every thing as little girls are apt to do when they have had too much sleep . She was n't a rosy , stout Daisy ; but had been ill , and had fallen into a way of thinking she could n't do anything but lie about , reading fairy-tales , and being petted by every one . Mamma and papa had tried all sorts of things to amuse and do her good ; for she was their only little daughter , and they loved her very dearly . But nothing pleased her long ; and she lounged about , pale and fretful , till Aunt Laura came . Daisy called her `` Wee '' when she was a baby , and could n't talk plainly ; and she still used the name because it suited the cheery little aunt so well . `` I do n't see anything , and the music has stopped . I think some elf just came to wake you up , and then flew away ; so we wo n't waste any more time in looking here , '' said Wee , as she finished dressing Daisy , who flew about like a Will-o ' - the-wisp all the while . `` Do you think it will come again to-morrow ? '' asked Daisy anxiously . `` I dare say you 'll hear it , if you wake in time . Now get your hat , and we will see what we can find down by the brook .
I saw a great many fireflies there last night , and fancy there was a ball ; so we may find some drowsy XXXXX among the buttercups and clover . ''
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