The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1879-01-23
"A Snow Legend.

The glory of the autumn was over
the leaves lay huddled in heaps On the
ground; through the shorn trees the
wind whistled drearily, and the shad wv
of approaching winter rested every
| where over the earth.
Many children, on their way from
school, looked up at the sky, but none
saw the queer little mite which foated
in mid air and gazed down on the earth :;
for this was one OF those nameless. in
visible workers associated with Dame
Nature in the care of her broad domain.
1t was dull IN the mothers household.
The autumn finished, there came always
tiny respite. The fower-makers and
painters, the builders and sculptors
bound peoples on their eyelids, even
Dame Nature paused for moments
rest. But industrious little No-Name
had soon wearied Of doing, and sailed
forth towards earth
Little No-Name ranked chief among
the painters. None like she could tint
the spring buds and grasses it was she
that gave the finishing touch to fruit
and flower; and only few weeks since
she had designed the Joseph-coat which
had made earth so dazzling to human
sight Not strange that she should sigh
a bit as she noted the change.
So pretty-so bright to fade;;" she
murmured wistfully. But not long
paused little No-Name for idle musings.
Suddenly down she fitted over the gay
leaves and in among the garden beds.
A glance at the mold proved her sus-
picions correct. The dead plants had
scattered their seedlings far and wide.
$50 soon," spoke little No-Name,
pityingly, yet with twinkle as she
thought of the innocent sleepers at
home. Then swift as rocket she shot
up in the air-lucky little No-Name as
we shall see.
The fiower-makers and painters, the
sculptors and builders slept calmly on;
the peoples still dropped from Dame
Natures brow, as little No-Name, set
Ting energetically on the great mothers
arm, shouted: ,~"
"The plant-world is dead Oh, wake,
mother, dear, Or the poor little seedlings
will perish!"
Up started Dame Nature: up sprung
the army Of assistants, silent and crest
fallen. 1t was a proud moraent for lit
tie No-Name when the great mother
smilingly placed ON her head the crown
yearly awarded to the one who should
make this important discovery.
eve have slept too long" then spoke
Dame Nature, briskly. ""Let us quickly
make some warm overcoats for the shiv-
ering seedlings below"
Very orderly are the workings of
Dame Natures household. A message
to the winds, and the clouds came
promptly up; thick, and black as though
ill-pleased at the dissection in store.
And the whole army went to work vigor-
ously cutting and tearing, and hurting
down garments soft as eider-down and
numerous enough to supply the whole
earth. t.@s 81 nt
So little No-Name was assigned the
browning work With paint-pot and
brush, she waited in mid air, and touch
ing each deity, as it passed, changed
them to pearly white. #
| Thus, dainty and pure, the precious
coats came down to earth, folding low
ingly. over the motherlessg seeds no
softer blanket in an infants cradle, no.
wool warmer and more protective in any
great-coat that's made. And the seed
ings, far and wide, Struggled down con-
tendedly and sang for Joy.