THE THREE LITTLE BUTTERFLY BROTHERS
(FROM THE GERMAN)
THERE were once three little butterfly brothers, one white,
one red, and one yellow. They played
 in the sunshine, and danced among the flowers in the garden,
and they never grew tired because they were so happy.
One day there came a heavy rain, and it wet their wings.
They flew away home, but when they got there they found the
door locked and the key gone. So they had to stay out of
doors in the rain, and they grew wetter and wetter.
By and by they flew to the red and yellow striped tulip, and
said: "Friend Tulip, will you open your flower-cup and let
us in till the storm is over?"
The tulip answered: "The red and yellow butterflies may
enter, because they are like me, but the white one may not
But the red and yellow butterflies said: "If our white
brother may not find shelter in your flower-cup, why, then,
we'll stay outside in the rain with him."
It rained harder and harder, and the poor little butterflies
grew wetter and wetter, so they flew to the white lily and
said: "Good Lily, will you open your bud a little so we may
creep in out of the rain?"
The lily answered: "The white butterfly may come in, because
he is like me, but the red and yellow ones must stay outside
in the storm."
Then the little white butterfly said: "If you won't receive
my red and yellow brothers, why,
 then, I'll stay out in the rain with them. We would rather
be wet than be parted."
So the three little butterflies flew away.
But the sun, who was behind a cloud, heard it all, and he
knew what good little brothers the butterflies were, and how
they had held together in spite of the wet. So he pushed his
face through the clouds, and chased away the rain, and shone
brightly on the garden.
He dried the wings of the three little butterflies, and
warmed their bodies. They ceased to sorrow, and danced among
the flowers till evening, then they flew away home, and
found the door wide open.
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