Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1893-11-16
The Spider.

little island, green and still, covered
with soft moss and pink starry flowers
and shaded by tall old pines that did
nothing but bow and nod and sigh
solemnly, "Ah we have seen.
Quite around the island was IA ner-
nv little brook that came running
across the road in such hurry that
it couldn't decide which way to take,
and so one half tumbled headlong
over the rocks into Il deep gorge,
where il laughed and sparkled as
though there were no solemn Old
pines and fern grown rocks frownlnS
down at it, till it fell in a lake at their
foot-dark. black and still as liar ;
heart. while the other went straight
down TIE hill till it came to an Old
red mill. where the miller, who was a
crafty man, built dam and said to
it: You can't pass here if you don I
turn my wheels =
And so the little brook fell in show
ers of diamond spray all over the two
huge wheels that went round and
round, saying all the time See how
large we are, and how much corn we
grind. and how majesticalIy We turn
around, and where will you find any
wheels like u.s. till the black and
gray spider, spinning luce on the hol-
low log that lay 10y the dam, thought
her head was turning as fast as the
wheels.
She was in such bad humor that
morning that she couldn't spin n fine
thread, for the milIer's little fair
haired girl, sitting down on the log
to watch tine water, had jumped away
with a scream on seeing her and said :;
What nasty, ugly spider |
Should like 10 know why they are
made. since they are good for moth
ing.
And as 30 one likes TO be told that
they are ugly and useless, she sat
there, 80 sulky and sad, that she did
not even see Il saucy bluebOttle buz-
ziug about under her very nose. Up
in the apple tree a robin was teach
ing the little ones to fly. This way,
my children, spread out your wings
and balance yourselves as l do. See,
ii is very easy. Now, stupid, as one
fell back into the nest, II that Is the
way You learn you will never reach
that tree where are such cherries a
would make any bird mouth water
TO saw nothing Of the window out Of
which the miIIer's little golden haired
daughter throws Us crumbs every
morning"
Just then bee came buzzing along
"Good morning. INV little dame"
said She. with that patronizing air
that travellers alwsvs will put on with
quiet sfav Mt home bodies Spin
ming. A. usual-eh? Really, you should
stir about little this fine weather, if
only to see how the flowers are out.
ANY news. say you? l think there
has been some gossip about Goodman
Longlegs and that empty-headed llirt'
Katy Did. but am so busy 1 have
little time to attend to such matters.
We haven't half our honey in yet.
And of went the bee, with a business
like air.
why can't make honey thought
the spider, instead Of being able to
do no earthly thing but this spinning,
for which no one thanks me
Just then the miller came running
across the stream. lie was a llttle
man, who had always Il red race
white apron and an important ar
bat just now his face was as white a.
his own flour and his Importance
not worth mentioning, for after peer
Ing cautiously all around MIN he goV
down on his knees and crept INTO the
hollow los on which the black and
gray spider was spinning.
Very odd thought the dame.
" nat more are we ~ sec 's''e0
the pines.
The miller mad laughed the