The Universalist. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1884-1897, 1897-02-27

Now look at mel" And, plunging
the pipe deep into the bottom of the
bowl, she bent over, and blew it full
of shining bubbles hundreds of
them, that rose up, one on top of an
other, and trickled over the edge OF
the bowl, to end in a moist little
puddle on her pinafore.
"Oh, what fun!" cried Teddie, costa
tically. and, forgetting his soapy
moutbful, reached over for the pipe
again. ''Lemme have it'll" he begged.
But Tottie was selfish and superior
NO." she said, you can't have it,
cause / can do so much beautifuller
ones. I'll make 'em."
Teddie clutched. Tottie held firm.
And, in minute,-alas for the frailty
of clay pipes and of china bowls!-
they both lay in fragments on the
ground between the two excited little
contestants. Then came the usual
wall for mother; and mother APP
peared upon the scene to find two
sobbing children, with a very con-
fused story to impart.
When she had made out the truth
of the matter, this mother, who held
theories that were not quite orthodox
about punishment, sat down on tie
door-sill, just as if there were no fall
house-cleaning in all the world, and
drew the two children into her lap.
Once upon time," she began
and the tear-drops dried as if by
magic-"there were two great power
full genii, one named Night and the
other called Day; and a world was
given to them, like great, beautiful
bubble, to share and enjoy between
them. For while they were happy
and content with this arrangement;
but finally a time came when Day
looked at their world in the sunlight,
and said boastfully: Look! how
much more beautiful cur world is,
when it falls to my sharel See how
lovely make it'll Look at the exquis-
lite colors of the trees and flowers, and
see how the blue of the skies and the
light of the sun is reflected in its clear
waters! Oh, how much more beauti-
full can make this bubble than you,
Nightp
"Then Night was very sorrowful;
and she said, in return: 1t is not true,
Day. l make it beauti full, too. See,
how my stars sparkle about it! and
how my moon lights it up with un-
earthly beauty! and how it glitters
with brilliant lights of its own, like a
ball of shining jewels, when 1 GOMEZ
1t is Just as wonderful thenI
"But Day was proud, and ans
wered: No: you do not know how to
make world beautiful | will take
care of it alone for while, and you
may stop. So Night agreed, and Day
took the world in charge all alone.
"And Day shone on the world, ar d
shone on the flowers and on the trees,
and bathed it all in such beautiful,
radiant light. And, at first, Day re-
| ioiced to herself; for it seemed as if
che had spoken truly, and she longed
to show her beautiful world to Night,
and say, Il told you sol But Night
had gone afar off, and somehow Day
found there was not half so much
enjoyment to be had when she
watched the world alone. Then, in
a little while, 10, and behold the trees
began to wither and the flowers 10
fade, and all the bright birus to pant
and droop their wings in the light;
and the people grew i'll and faint in
the heat, and began to cry: 'ONight!
restful, beautiful Night! Where hay e
you gone? Oh, let us have Night' till
it looked as if it would become dry,
dusty, dead world Then Day grew
frightened, and called to Night: %
Night come back before our beautiful
world dies You were right, and l
was wrong. cannot do without
you
NOW it came to pass that, when
she heard this, Night grew very pre- nd
in her turn; and she smiled and said:
'Ah you have found out, Day, how
mistaken you werel IT'S l, as said,
who can make the world beautiful!
Let me try now. I'll show your
$50 Day, very crestfallen, Dire
back, and gave the world up to night.
And Night wrapped the world around
in her soft darkness, and dropped
down upon it her cool dew, and set
her moon and her stars in the sky;
and, 10! all the world drew long,
glad sigh of relief, and the flowers
lifted their heads again, and the trees
their branches which had dropped
in the hot daylight,-and all the pee
pie gave thanks that Night had come