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 Echo L ong, long ago, it is said, Echo was a beautiful maiden but not very wise. Stories of long ago tell us about Diana, who was a goddess and lived in the forests and dells. Echo also lived among the hills and woods and was a favorite of Diana. They were often seen together, for wherever Diana went, Echo was sure to follow. Now, Echo was very loquacious. That is, she loved to talk. Her tongue never seemed to get weary. She was young and silly, and by and by she fell into the bad habit of talking back at people. When she was in the company with older and wiser persons and discussing grave matters, Miss Echo would insist on having the last word. She also tattled and often changed the words that she had heard. So it is no wonder, she was disliked on account of her bad habits. Juno, it is said, was the chief of the goddesses. One time Echo heard Juno say something very nice and reported her wrong. It made the goddess very angry and she determined to punish the saucy maid. She declared that Echo, on account of her folly, should no longer talk like other people. She should never again say anything first herself, but all she should say would be in reply to others or to repeat what others said. This was a terrible punishment for poor Echo, for she was lively and loved to talk, nevertheless she could not escape. Soon after this Echo met one, Narcissus, whom she wished very much to please. She tried again and again to speak to him but to her sorrow, she found that she was mute. She could not utter a word. At another time, Narcissus, seeing Echo was very beautiful, spoke to her, but she could only repeat his words and seemed to mock him, so he became very angry and left her. He never spoke to her again. Poor Echo wondered about the dells on the mountain sides. She was very sad and pined away in her sorrow. She grew smaller and smaller until at last, her form disappeared entirely. Her voice  however was immortal and could not die. It is living still and often people can hear the voice of Echo. When they shout they can hear the voice repeating their words and when they laugh Echo will laugh back at them. Often she repeats the words again and again and makes the mountain sides fairly ring with music and strange sounds. When people are tempted to tattle to tattle and gossip they should remember the story of Echo, for, like her, they might be punished for what they say. ...

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