The Arizona sentinel., 1886-08-21
THE CHlLDREN'S PLAN.
Sad Failure of an Attempt to Fly wit
 Borrowed Feathers.

Sad Failure of an Attempt to Fly with Borrowed Feathers.
 It was 8 bright, warm day. Mike was threshing in the barn, while the sunshine streaming in at the open door turned the grain dust to gold. Out side, in the yard, were the children and the chickens-the former idle enough and the latter running here and there and scratching vigorously as if their lives depended upon their own exer- tions. Presently Winnie picked up the dish in which she had brought the corn and went back to the house, but the younger children fingered, declaring that the pleasant autumn day was just like summer. From watching the chickens they began watching the doves on the roof of the barn.
 "Pd rather be bird than a chick en-" said Georgie.
 "Fd like to be bird," said Nell, dreamily. ''Then I'd fly away up in the sky. Ib'lieve could most fly to Heaven, any way. I'd go way of over the ocean,"
 "Why can't we fly?" asked Georgie, wonderingly. Il never thought about that"
 "Cause we don't have any yfezzers, " explained Teddie, turning round from his post of observation by the barn. door.
 That's tive haven't any feath- CTS or wings" said Nell; eff we had, 1 guess we could fly"
 "Pm going to have some right now," declared Teddie, jumping down from the steps and beginning to pick up some of the feathers scattered about the yard. ''then I'll fly way of. !"
 That was brilliant idea! The little girls opened their eyes in wonder for a minute, and then they followed Ted dies example, and three pairs of little hands worked busily. They stuck feathers in their belts, feathers in their hats, feathers in their shoes, and then with a great bunch in each hand they climbed to the top of the chicken house ito get good start,'' as Georgie sad.
 1T don't know how," admitted Teddie; rather doubtfully, as they stood in row on the roof of the low building.
 "Why. you must flop your wings just this way" said Nell, waving her hands wildly; land when I say 'Threer we'll all jump off and fly. One, two, threer
 The jumping was easy enough, but alas for the flying. Down among the straw and hay of the barnyard tumbled three disconsolate little figures, and Teddie, striking an arm against an old wagon box, set up a cry of pain which brought Mike from the barn.
 And why couldn't ye fy?" repeated Mike, when he had heard the story. "Why because the wings was none of your own, and nobody can fly with borrowed ones If yell just remem- Der that, it'll be something worth learnin', for there's plenty of older folks than you that's thryin' to do it. They fly into splendor on other peo- ple's money. and into good society on the responsibility of their families, and some of lem even think to fly into Heaven on the goodness of their fathers and mothers. They'll never do it; it's nothing but pickin' up feathers in the barn-yard, and it'll end in tumble"
 Mike went back to his work, and if the children did not quite understand him, Nell caught part of his mean ing, for she said: "Well, if we can't make good birds 1 guess we can make good children, and we'll have to wait till God gives us wings. '-Morning Star.