Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-12-07
A STORM ON THE SEA.

"How much you must have seen" sighed
the Daisy.
''Yes, have seen great deal, and if It
will rot tire you shall tell you about my
travels"
81 should be so delighted to hear some
thing about this great world; but are you
not tired after your long journey?" asked
the Daisy as she raised her petals to form
more com tortable resting place for her
visitor.
81 have seen stormy days." said the Rain
drop, "but it is so pleasant to be permitted
to stay in one place long enough to talk to
anvone. The first davs OF my life were
spent in a small lake high up in the noun
tains. Those were happy times, with my
brothers. Sometimes the wind sported with
us or made music for our dances; then
again we were quiet and still, and on the
smooth surface of the lake were pictured the
blue heavens with its light fieecy clouds.
and the peaks o. the high mountains which
surrounded us. These mountain peaks were
very beautiful with their white, glittering
ice-coverings which, in the mornings and
evenings lighted by the rays OF the sun,
shone with purple and gold.
There was one particular place near the
shore, where 1 loved to stay. There among
some high mountain peaks, white grouse
had built its nest, and I used to delight in
watching the beautiful bird as it lett its nest
10 pick the fresh buds from the bushes. One
day when the bird had gone as usual in
search OF iood, l saw a marten steal slyly
toward the empty nest. 1 wished to give
warning, but had no means of making my
sell heard. The crafty thief crept nearer
and nearer the beautiful eggs, and in a mo-
ment more would have been upon them. But
suddenly rushing noise was heard, and
quick as an arrow, large eagle pounced
down upon the robber and seized him with
his sharp claws. Never before had the
great bird seemed so kinglv, and as he few
away with his booty he resembled an aveng-
ing justice defending the cause OF the op-
pressed. at one end of the lake was mar
my brothers moving and then passing
through. Where they went did not know;
but none of them ever returned. 4 great
desire suddenly seized me to follow them.
The lake seemed so small and narrow, and
! wished to see the outside world"
The Daisy smiled. She we'll understood
this feeling, FOR the same desire 10 travel
had taken possession of her, also.
THAT was tiresome road which we must
take" continued the Raindrop. at led
over rough, sharp stones, and often de-
5cended to such depth that we rolled
down, stunned and breathless Sometimes
we ran between such nigh, rocky walls that
only a small strip of the blue sky could be
seen; but soon the rocks disappeared and
the sun again smiled upon us. On and on
we went. From the right and from the left
we were Joined by millions of brothers who
pursued the same way with us. Finally, we
came to a great basin prepared for our bath.
And certainly we needed cleansing, for in
our course down the mountain we had car
ried with US stones, sand and plants. Alter
a refreshing plunge in this basin we con-
tinued our way, chasing one another in wild
ylee over rocks and stones, until, weary OF
the sport, We became quiet and stIll. Great
boats and ships laden with rich treasures
now hoated upon our surface.
zone day 1 remember well. The sun
sbone brightly, and the air was mild aud
pleasant. On the waves rocked a small
Measure boat, in which sat gay company.
little child was present, in whose lap lay
MANY blue flowers, which she wove into a
vreath. When the garland was ready the
little one placed it on her curly locks, and
s. sweet face bent over the edge OF the boat
smiling at the image pictured in the waves.
while gay song sounded over the waters,
a childish hand gently caressed uI, and
yrheu il was lifted l clung to one of the
rosv finger tips. How soft and tender ii
vas. and quickly pressed kiss before
ioiniug my companions The boat then
moved toward the shore, and the sound ol
the soug died away in the distance.
'sOur course now ran by rich cities and
oId castles. How proud they looked when
the trembling sunbeams played around
them. and how N ysterious in the pale hight
of the moon When we had passed by wide,
fertile plains and waving grain fields, 9