The Plymouth Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1869-1941, 1870-07-28
YOUTHS DEPARTMENT
The WIED AND TIE KITE.
BY MARY BEDFORD.

a LITTLE boy had been very busy for a
good many days making beautiful kite.
Il was made o. strips OF thin wood neatly
fastened together and covered with pretty
colored paper. 1t had a fine, long tail
mace Of bobs of paper.
when 1t was all done, The little bov
!ooked at it with pride and delight. Then
ne took BAH Of string and tied one end
OF u securely to the kite. "Now," said
he, you arc ali ready to fiy. If it is a
"indy cay tomorrow, | will take you out
IN the field, snd we small see how high up
IN the air you will go The Kite all this
tire iclt little bcwildcred. He had been
made So lately that he was not quite sure
what MS part was to be in life, what should
be It's object, and what was expected of
him. But the last words Of the little bow
gave him q new IDEA.
Oh, thought he, $50 l an 90 fv in
the air, to be sure. 1t is strange never
thought CT that before. And this string,
l suppose, is to prevent ny dying away
from my master. | don't know about this
string; however, we shall see."
The next morning it was very windy.
INC trees waved their branches wildly
anu tae window sashes ratified.
ihis IS just the day to try my new
Elfe, said The little boy as he took it from
the drawer and carried it into the field
behind the house.
Ih,s was the first tine the Kite had
been out OF doors, and he looked about
him with some curiosity. He thought he
siou-d Ike to fly up into the blue SKY, it
looked Sc sunny and bright. Just as the
litfle ooy began to unwind his kite-string.
l''s mother called him from the back door
70 draw some water
I'm comm" said he, rather discon-
so;ayely, and he laid his kite on the top Ct
The fence, first carefully tying the string
to the post, and ran into the house.
Ihe Kite was left alone, and he looked
ABOUT him and began to feel an irresistible
desire TO fly Up in tie cir.
VINO IS this pulling me?" said he.
" ny DO H1tter up and down so?"
1T IS |, said the Wind. "Come with
ne We VIII have merry times tog thcr.
l. On snail ride on nay back, and we'll 20
round thc world"
Kite.
Never mind" ssia the Wind, "come
WIZ me. The string will easily break il
you VII only raise yourselfa little. Come
VIII show yen many wonderful things.
We VIII ily to the white clouds, and have
merry games together in the air. You
ought to learn 1metaing of the world
Bat my master who made ne, what
VIII Ae sag when ne comes back and finds
me gone ?
on, that ls no matter" said the Wind.
lie Can Diake another any day"
And so the Wind coaxed TIE Kite, and
Kept pulling it q little at one corner. and
tWitchlng II at the other, 50 that finally
tae hite, who was weak and light, and had
10 so-!d principles, allowed himself to be
persuaded.
Then the Wind made one tremendous
eHott, and snap went the strlag, and up
went tie Kite Oh the back Of the bolster
Ols, trolicksome Wind.
Hurrah - shouted the Wind, "TIerc
we Sc! There's 4 h:rd-lel's chase him.
Now, down We 90, shaking the tree tons
Let Us Slam thar blind. Rip the States
eli lie roof! Come, my friend; | must
EoI IoaF@ yen sticking n that chimney
"W here are yeu taking me?" asked the
poor Kite. bc"ildered and out Of breath.
But the Wind rushed on. never mind
Ing ms questions, sweeping him on over
EeeS and houses, woods and fields, row
ioW on the ground, now high in the air,
Whisklng him hithcr and thither, whcrey.
cr he happened TO fancy.
They came to "A village where little fire
was creeping unr0ticed from a shed.
"Hulio! shouted the Wind. Wen
have some fGn here - and down he went.
tanning the fire, SD that the writhinC
lanes crcpt up and licked ihe walls OF the
cottage.
Still the Wind fuug himself against the
IRE, spreading the flames and Frightening g
the pitzc every moment. Soon The Cot
tage was on fire, and then the next b0use
ana py ana by the whole village. The
poor hIte Was dragged sg.inst his will
Close TO the flames
Oh, / shall be burnt uDi, he cried
Save ne save mel"
"Hu2za" shouted the Wind, DELIGHT
ing in the hot breath OF the roaring fire.
The Kite felt his beautiful floating tail
burning In another moment he would
have been lost, " when-"Come - said the
Wind. We are OF again - and for that
time nc was out of danger, though his
beauty was ruined for ever. Then they
came TO the city.
There is = boy" said the Wind. "Off
with his cap into the mad. Catch that
lady's veil. Here it isl Wen land it in
this tree"
The Kite glanced down and saw the
poor boy fishing fer his cap IN the mud.
paddle, and caught a glimpse OF police
| man climbing the tree tor the veil while
the lAdy waited below. But he had
| scarceiy a moment 10 look, for the Wind
hurried him eff again. The next moment
he found himself sticking To the tele.
ri WIN md ha 4
With mockinr laugh.
"Stopr cried The unfortunate Kite
Help mc down from here Don't leave
NE IN this way. l would never have
| come with you il had known you would
| have treated me so"
"Ha! hal" laughed the mischicyous
Wind as he whisked round the corner.
There hung The poor Kite, torn and
| scorched. And there he hung for man;
weeks and months Sometimes lac told
his sad story To the birds who lighted o.
the wires, bat they were all 50 busy Will
their own affairs that they could not stoT
10 listen to him long.
! lie often thought Of his little master
and wished he had not LETT the only per
| son who seemed II care for him. But h'
knew it was too late to think Of that.
/ thc Wind came every day and puliCt
the poor. tattcre1 Kite, tearing of little
bits OF paper, that would fal ilutterins
down 10 the street and be trodden int,
the mud; but he never released him, an'
the Kite still clung To the wire, and ther
You might have seen hiui any day if yo'
! hal taken the troublc ID look, u warning
to all who are easily tempted and le,
astray.- Chidrea's Hour.
Il N T.