Love and respect it , my little Daisy , and be glad that you live now when such giants lend a hand to dwarfs like us . '' Daisy sat still a long time , looking all about her on the mountain-top ; and , when she rode away , she carried a new thought in her mind , which she never forgot . `` This is the last day of the seven , and no fairies have been found . Do you think I ever shall see one ? '' said Daisy , on the Sunday morning that ended her week 's hunt . `` Not the kind you think of , for there are none such , Daisy ; but you have found two better and more beautiful ones than any fanciful sprites , '' said Wee . `` Have I ? Where are they ? What are their names ? '' Aunt Wee drew her to the glass , and said , as she pointed to Daisy 's face : `` Here they are , and their names are Health and Happiness . There are many ways of losing them , and they are hard to catch when once lost . I wanted you to keep both , and tried to show you how . A happy , healthful hour in the morning sweetens and brightens the whole day ; and there is no fairy-book half so wonderful as the lovely world all about us , if we only know how to read it . '' `` Then all these mornings we were hunting after health and happiness , instead of fairies , were we ? '' `` Yes : have n't you enjoyed it , and do n't you think you have caught my fairies ? '' Daisy looked from a little picture of herself , which Wee had drawn some time ago , to her image in the glass . One was dull and sad , pale and cross ; the other , rosy , gay , and smiling , -- the likeness of a happy , hearty little girl , wide-awake and in good tune . She understood the kind joke ; and , turning , kissed Aunt Wee , as she said , gratefully : `` I think I have caught your elves , and I 'll try to keep them all my life . But tell me one thing : was the music that woke me all a joke too ? '' `` No , dear : here it is , and now it is your own ; for you have learned to wake and listen to it . ''
XXXXX looked , and saw Aunt Wee lean from the window , and take out of a hollow nook , in the old tree close by , a little box .
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