This is what he read: 

“In my pleasaunce on the mountain top there grows a Blue Flower.  One of my brothers, the birds, brought me its seed from an Emperor’s hidden garden.  It is as beautiful as the sky at dawn.  It has a strange power.  It dispels evil fortune and the dark thoughts which bring it.  There is no time for dark thoughts—­there is no time for evil.  Listen to my Law.  Tomorrow seeds will be given to every man, woman, and child in my kingdom—­even to the newborn.  Every man, woman, and child—­even the newborn—­is commanded by the law to plant and feed and watch over the Blue Flower.  It is the work of each to make it grow.  The mother of the newborn can hold its little hand and make it drop the seeds into the earth.  As the child grows she must show it the green shoots when they pierce the brown soil.  She must babble to it of its Blue Flower.  By the time it is pleased by color it will love the blossoms, and the spell of happiness and good fortune will begin to work for it.  It is not one person here and there who must plant the flower, but each and every one.  To those who have not land about them, all the land is free.  You may plant by the roadside, in a cranny of a wall, in an old box or glass or tub, in any bare space in any man’s field or garden.  But each must plant his seeds and watch over and feed them.  Next year when the Blue Flower blossoms I shall ride through my kingdom and bestow my rewards.  This is my Law.”

“What will befall if some of us do not make them grow?” groaned some of the Afraid Ones.

“There is no time to think of that!” shouted the boy who was clever.  “Plant them!”

When the Prime Minister and his followers told the King that larger and stronger prisons must be built for the many criminals, and that heavier taxes must be laid upon the people to rescue the country from poverty, his answer to them was:  “Wait until the blooming of the Blue Flower.”

In a short time every one was working in the open air, digging in the soil—­tiny children as well as men and women.  Drunkards and thieves and idlers who had never worked before came out of their dark holes and corners into the light of the sun.  It was not a hard thing to plant a few flower seeds, and because the King Amor looked so much more powerful than other men, and had eyes so wonderful and commanding, they did not know what punishment he would invent for them and were afraid to disobey him.  But somehow, after they had worked in the sweet-scented earth for a while and had seen others working, the light of the sun and the freshness of the air made them feel in better humor; the wind blew away their evil fancies and their headaches, and because there was so much talk and wondering about the magic of the Blue Flower they became interested, and wanted to see what it would do for them when it blossomed.  Scarcely any of them had ever tried to make a flower grow before and they gradually thought of it a great