But he soon grew tired of working all day in the sun , and longed to be free again . He could find no pleasure with the industrious bees , and sighed to be away with his idle friends , the butterflies ; so while the others worked he slept or played , and then , in haste to get his share , he tore the flowers , and took all they had saved for their own food . Nor was this all ; he told such pleasant tales of the life he led before he came to live with them , that many grew unhappy and discontented , and they who had before wished no greater joy than the love and praise of their kind Queen , now disobeyed and blamed her for all she had done for them . Long she bore with their unkind words and deeds ; and when at length she found it was the ungrateful Fairy who had wrought this trouble in her quiet kingdom , she strove , with sweet , forgiving words , to show him all the wrong he had done ; but he would not listen , and still went on destroying the happiness of those who had done so much for him . Then , when she saw that no kindness could touch his heart , she said : -- `` Thistledown , we took you in , a friendless stranger , fed and clothed you , and made our home as pleasant to you as we could ; and in return for all our care , you have brought discontent and trouble to my subjects , grief and care to me . I can not let my peaceful kingdom be disturbed by you ; therefore go and seek another home . You may find other friends , but none will love you more than we , had you been worthy of it ; so farewell . '' And the doors of the once happy home he had disturbed were closed behind him . Then he was very angry , and determined to bring some great sorrow on the good Queen . So he sought out the idle , wilful bees , whom he had first made discontented , bidding them follow him , and win the honey the Queen had stored up for the winter . `` Let us feast and make merry in the pleasant summer-time , '' said Thistle ; `` winter is far off , why should we waste these lovely days , toiling to lay up the food we might enjoy now . Come , we will take what we have made , and think no more of what the Queen has said . '' So while the industrious bees were out among the flowers , he led the drones to the hive , and took possession of the honey , destroying and laying waste the home of the kind bees ; then , fearing that in their grief and anger they might harm him , Thistle flew away to seek new friends . After many wanderings , he came at length to a great forest , and here beside a still lake he stayed to rest . Delicate wood-flowers grew near him in the deep green moss , with drooping heads , as if they listened to the soft wind singing among the pines . Bright-eyed birds peeped at him from their nests , and many-colored insects danced above the cool , still lake . `` This is a pleasant place , '' said Thistle ; `` it shall be my home for a while . Come hither , blue dragon-fly , I would gladly make a friend of you , for I am all alone . '' The dragon-fly folded his shining wings beside the Elf , listened to the tale he told , promised to befriend the lonely one , and strove to make the forest a happy home to him . So here dwelt Thistle , and many kind friends gathered round him , for he spoke gently to them , and they knew nothing of the cruel deeds he had done ; and for a while he was happy and content .
But at XXXXX he grew weary of the gentle birds , and wild-flowers , and sought new pleasure in destroying the beauty he was tired of ; and soon the friends who had so kindly welcomed him looked upon him as an evil spirit , and shrunk away as he approached .
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