By and by she succeeded in dressing a basket so that it looked rich with green; and then a bit or two of rosebuds or heath or bright yellow everlasting made the adornment gay and pretty enough.

It was taken for a model; and from that time tongues and fingers worked together, and heat was forgotten.
[Illustration] "Isn't this pleasant!" exclaimed Daisy at length, dropping her work into her lap.

"Isn't it just as pleasant as it can be, Nora ?" "Yes," said Nora, working away.
"Just see the river--it's so smooth.

And look up into the leaves;--how pretty they are!--and every one of them is trembling a little; not one of them is still, Nora.

How beautiful the green is, with the sun shining through! Wouldn't you like to be a bird up there ?" "No," said Nora; "I'd rather be down here." "I think it would be nice to be a bird." said Daisy; "it must be pleasant up in those branches--only the birds don't know anything, I suppose.