Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1883-01-05
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Ii was dull, cloudy day, but ILL put
on her hat.
"Where are you going?" asked her
mother.
81 am going to find the silver lining
Of the Clouds" said she.
You will have to travel far, child
you will get wet to the skin"
But Lii thought she could run be-
tween the drops, at a pinch and away
she went, over hills and through the
woods and across little rivulets, without
finding it. Once she thought she saw it
leaning in the distance, but when she
aehed it, it was only mud-puddle.
'~ asked of every one she met, "Have
IN zen the silver lining Of The clouds?"
'ew had been so fortunate many
3, never even heard of it; some thought
80, ~ 5ht to borrow Jacks bean-stalk,
lie was going after it, and others adj
led her to inquire of the Man in the
.00n.
Il have seen it often" murmured the
little stream that tumbled over rocky
bed. "In the Summertime, after the
drought, my waters are often too scant
to turn the mill-wheel, and the miller
can grind no grain, and the little chill
lren go hungry to bed, till great cloud
comes up and shows its silver lining
eve have seen it, too" whispered
the trees together, "when our roots were
thirsty and our leaves withered." And
all the grasses sang its praises.
81 will spin you a silken ladder to go
in search of it." offered the garden
spider.
eff I could find out where the rain
bow begins" said Lill, "that would
carry me to cloud-land."
"Can you tell me where the rainbow
begins ?" she asked, knocking at farm
house door.
eyes, indeed" said the old farmer,
looking over his spectacles; sit begins
in neighbor Goodwin's meadow, yonder.
I've hunted for it myself, when I was
boy and went bird-nesting, but I never
caught up with it. Every year meant
to look it up, but now I'm too lame.
But I've seen it over yonder these forty
years."
Lii pushed on along the highway,
Without seeing the rainbow or the clouds
yer lining. But she met a peddler
Who said he had them both in his pack,
al would sell them cheap.
IS was coming down the valley
! morning, singing to myself, some
,..' girl began to mock me. Tell me
--;4a, and I'll show you the silver
mig OF all the Clouds"
"Oh, dear I" cried Lill, but don't
know the girls about here. May be I
can find out, though. What else have
you got in your pack, please 2"
Give good stock, let me tell you /;
none of your tinsel gewgaws, but a SER
viceable lot nobody can afford to do with
out. Here's the seasons, to begin with.
Here's your rainbows, single and double,
and your showers, your fogs, and your
frosts. Tyea rare invoice Of frost-work
elnbroideries, just imported from the
North pole; and here are your northern
lights and your Christmases, and your
Fourth of Julys, and your Thanksgiv-
lngs, all slowed away In my pack.
care the yesterdays there, too?"
asked Lii.
Eve got all the to-morrows.
"And the silver liningof the clouds "
Plenty of it; only find out thename
of that wicked girl who dared to mock
old Father Time, and you shall see it. :"
Lii went on more quickly than before;
,he climbed the mountain and reached
the valley, but she met no girls, only an
I'D woman gathering fagots and q wood
rhopper telling trees. Halo !" said
he, and somebody answered, "Hallo !"
!.lt it WIS not Lii, and yet there was
nobody else in sight.
Have you sean the girl who mocks