In popular beliefs, the bell flowers are linked due to their shape to the bells that ring of death. In mythology the bells were inhabited by evil fairies; therefore the lawn where they grow would be linked to spells.
Just about all flowers have special meanings whether joy, love, longing or jealousy. For every mood and every occasion, there is the right flower. Many know what roses, tulips, and carnations mean in the floral language and delicate, small-flowered beauties and wildflowers have their place in the flower-greeting world.
While the floral language was still prevalent in the 18th and 19th centuries, today it has mostly been lost. At that time, the symbolism of elegant bouquets served to communicate feelings that were strictly forbidden by etiquette. Today, flower arrangements and bouquets are chosen primarily for their looks and less for the meanings of the flowers. If a carnation in the buttonhole used to be a political statement, it would be worn today at weddings.
In February 2001, the bellflower, often called the bluebell in the UK was named perennial of the year. One would not know there are 300 species of bellflower or Campanula flowers in the world.
Schaffstein’s Blue Ribbon “Flowers and Trees”
I have found a sweet short story in a 1916 booklet entitled Schaffstein’s Blue Ribbon “Flowers and Trees,” fairytales and legends from the plant world
“How the bluebells came about.”
Once the mice were in great need; because the cat caught and killed all who could be seen. Then they came together and advised how they would protect themselves from the cat. However, good advice was expensive, and the most experienced mice thought for a long time in vain.
Finally, a young little mouse got up and said: “We buy a bell, we hang it around the cat’s neck, then we will hear it when it comes!”
Everyone shouted gladly: “That is a good suggestion; we want to do that!” They immediately put all their money together and bought a bell.
Now they discussed further and said: “Who wants to hang the bell for the cat?” Then they all shouted: “Not me!”
“Neither do I!”
There the beautiful bell lay useless, and a quarrel arose among them.
One mouse said, “It is your fault I spent my nice money!” The other one shouted, “No, it is your own fault!”
Lastly, a meadow-catkin bought the cute bell and gave it to a beautiful flower in the meadow.
So since then, there are bluebells.