The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1904-10-14
Visit to the Weather Factory.

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| Boy who didn't think things were
| right He nearly always wanted to
| play out OF doors when it rained. and
| when it was nice he insisted on bring.
| ing all his toys into the parlor and
| making great muss for his mamma.
And when the snow was deep he want
| ed TO go to school without his leg
| gins and oyershoes. or sometimes he
| refused to so to school at ali. always
| saying that the weathe" should not
| change, but should remain forever the
same. When his mamma remonstrat-
! ed with him about this naughtiness he
| would lie fiat on the floor and kick up
his heels and scream most dreadfully.
| This he did very frequently. Now it
happened that one day. when it was
raining very hard. and the Naughty
Little Boy had kicked and screamed
till he was so tired that he became
sleepy, the big hall door opened, and
funny-looking old Greybeard came
into the room and led him away. Far
up steep hill they went. and at last
stopped in front of a great door. over
which the Naughty Little Boy read
these words. Weather Factory" A
queer little man opened the door and
admitted the Naughty Little Boy, say
ing as he did SO: All here's the
naughty fellow who don't think things
OF this world are run right. Well,
Wen see, Wen see"
Then they took him into a bathroom
and stripped him spic, span naked and
put him into big vat. And then some
old people with fingers Of icicles
soaped him with snow till they made a
great lather of il. and he shiyered
dreadfully, bnt never once did he
scream, or make fuss. ''Ah. hal"
said the old Greybeard, why don't you
lie on your back and kick up your
heels and yell, you bad boy?"
And then they turned the rain on
him. ard it ra,ned and rained and
rained, And great whip of light
ming dashed through the wall and
switched his bare little legs, and
voice like thunder roared. why don't
you kick up your heels and yell, little
boy?' And after they had switched
him till they had got up a big circula-
tion they brought in the wind. and
turned it loose. And it blew and blew
and blew on him. and the sun burst
forth and shone and shone and shone
on him till he was as dry as if he had
been wiped with 4 towel Then they
wrapped the Naughty Little Boy with
a soft white cloud. which kept him
comfortable. Then the old Greybeard
led him to the weather workshop, and
he saw. oh. such a big. big room the
ground was the floor the clouds made
the ceiling and the rafters were formed
of rainbows. And he saw the rain and
the hail, the ice and the snow. the
lightning and the sunshine. all work
ing together in the factory, and he
heard the rustling of the wind and the
heavy strokes of the thunder as they
turned the vast machinery. He saw
little sunbeams carrying warmth into
the factory, and the clouds bringing
in great barrels of rain for dstribu-
ton.
Then the old Greybeard took the
Naughty Little Boy to the storage
room and showed him the wonderful
things that had been made in the
Weather Factory. There were great
stacks of golden grain, all manner Of
beautiful fruits with rich, red cheeks;
purple grapes and plums; all sorts of
nuts and everything that grows,
whether in the tropics or in the other
zones.
"Who are they for?" asked the
Naughty Little Boy, hoping they would
invite him to eat of the luscious fruit.
They are for the Good Children
who do not lie on the floor and kick up
their heels and scream. answered the
old Greybeard.
ooh, sir. I'll never do so again."
said the Neaughty Little Boy. 81 shall
love the rain and snow and sunshine,
and everything that is weather. al
ways"
well, hope you WILL" said the old
Greybeard. Now. come. I'll take you
home again.
And at that very minute the Naughty
Little Boys mamma kissed his soft
cheek and he awoke. Come" she
said, 1.-The rain is all over. and you
may go out and see how lovely the
garden looks"
And from that day they changed
the Naughty Little Boys name, calling
him the Good Little Boy, for he never
again lay on the floor and kicked up
his heels about the changes in the