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The Seeds of Love.

was heir to the crown, and she was even happier than before, and her husband loved her better. The bells were rung at the birth of the prince, and all the people rejoiced. And the rose-tree grew so fast, that when Blanchelys came out into the garden, with her baby in her arms, it was quite a big tree, and she was able to stand under the shade of its branches.

“You are a very happy woman, cousin Blanchelys,” said Zaire, coming up to her from behind, as she stood under the tree.

“Yes, indeed, I am happy,” said Blanchelys, looking at the baby in her arms. “And I hope, dear cousin Zaire, that you will be as happy as I am.”

“That is impossible,” said Zaire, “for one day you will be Queen, and I never shall.”

“I am not so happy because I am going to be Queen,” said Blanchelys, “but because I love my husband and baby so dearly.”

“And, next to them, what do you love best?” asked Zaire.

“Next to them, I love my rose-tree,” said Blanchelys; and she laughed, and wound her arms round the tree-trunk.

“Then if that tree were to die, would you be

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