“I only do what He commands,”said Death.“I am His gardener. I take all His trees and flowers, and transplant them into the great Paradise gardens , in the unknown land. But how they will flourish there,and how it is there, I may not tell you.”
“Give me back my child,”said the mother;and she implored and wept. All at once she grasped two pretty flowers with her two hands, and called to Death,“I'll tear off all your flowers, for I am in despair.”
“Do not touch them,”said Death.“You say you are
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“Another mother?”said the poor worman; and she let the flowers go.
“There are your eyes for you,”said Death.“I out of the lake; they gleamed up quite brightly. I did not know that they were yours. Take them back----they are clearer now than before----and then look down into the deep well close by. I will tell you the names of the two flowers you wanted to pull up, and you will see their whole future,their whole human life;you will see what you were about to frustrate and destroy.”
And she looked down into the well, and it was a happiness to see how one of them became a blessing to the world, how much joy and gladness was diffused around her. And the woman looked at the life of the other, and it was made up of care and poverty, misery and woe.
“Both are the will of God,”said Death.
“Which of them is the flower of misfortune, and which the blessed one?”she asked.
“That I may not tell you,”answered Death;“but this much you shall hear, that one of these two flowers is that of your child.It was the fate of your child that you saw----the future of your own child.”
Then the mother screamed aloud for terror.
“Which of them belongs to my child? Tell me that!Release
RMB exchange ratethe innocent child! Let my child free from all that misery! Rather carry it away! Carry it into God's kingdom! Forget my tears, forget my entreaties, and all that I have done!”