He said, "My Mother I know a lily fairer and lovlier than that one." Mary felt disappointed. They journeyed on. A dove rested on her Shoulder, and she gave it to her Son. She said "What a pretty dove" He said "I know a dove purer than this" Mary became silent at His words. Then they came to a stream. The Child washed His Hands. He then turned to His Mother and said "Mother I know a fountain purer and clearer than this" They went home to Nazareth, and Mary taking Him on her knees asked Him what he meant by saying "He knew a lily fairer, a dove purer a fountain clearer than those you saw" He whispered softly into her ear, "Mother it was you I meant"