The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1905-05-18

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worms" said the
took out q trowel (6o
around the roots Of he el
of the little pool. Ge had
great many worms al he went on
his way whistling worse than ever.
The little pool peeked over the edge
of its basin. "Why, here's>a chance
see the world" it mutteredA 1t crep
crept, crept, trickle, tricklA TO
place where the man had been
ging. \
That led down hill, and In moMenlV
the little pool was galloping.
The trout screamed to 1t to stop,
But the pool would not listen. SO the
little fish floundered, buried its head 1
in the moist earth. and died.
The little pool galloped on into <fhe
wide world. First it fell into a@tiny
stream and there it met scores and
hundreds of other little pools and ran
hand in hand with them-first along
dark forest places and then down
great rccks and at last into open
meadows. ~
Once or twice it helped to turn
mill wheel, but tnat was not exciting
enough for it.
LET us be pirates" 1t said to the
other pools. So they rushed faster
than ever when they got into the op-
en- meadows, and at last they seized
boat with two children In 1t and
drowned them.
Then the wicked pools ran down
and down laughing, to open sea.
There they tossed. They rolled.
They spouted. They drove ships ON :
rocks. They caught others by the
heels and sucked them into the black
sea.
This is exciting enough" said the
little pool.
"Yes" said the sun. well, your
time has come"
Almost instantly the little pool felt
a frightful scalding pain shooting
through it. Then it began to feel
strangely light, while its anguish In
creased.
why, you are turning all feathery
and white like cloud!" said the 9TH
er pools, and dived in great hurry
to escape a similar fate.
The little pool did not know 1t, but
it was turning into steam and going
straight up toward the sun.
High up in the air it foated as q
filmy white cloud.
A hot wind came blowing and watt
ed it along. 1t heard voices all
around. They sounded muffled, as II
they came through fog and wind.
1T ran away and left the little 7
trout to die" said one voice. Let us
drop It in the Sahara, where 1t win
vanish in the burning sands"
do you know how many good ships
it helped to wIeck?" thundered the
biggest voice OF all. Il will punish 1t
fittingly."
Immediately there began beating
as of a thousand wings and blow
ing as Of thousand winds. The lit
tie clouds went scurrying before them
head over heels, until at last 1t hung
over a majestic and wonderful land.
Then the wind stopped blowing and
left the clouds motionless over val. (
ley that was dim with steam. 1t grew
colder and colder A terrible chin
crept over the little cloud. Suddenly,
with pang of torment, it felt itse.f
falling softly.
Down, down it went, white and cold
in a thousand spowfakes. 1t fell
straight into the valley, and when It
met the gray mists 1t turned to water
again and so fell, with rush and
hiss, into the very hottest place IN
the world.
So hct was It that the little pool
frothed and bubbled. Its agony was
so great that it changed to steam
and leaped upward only to turn into
water again as it met the mists and
fell back into the hot pit.
And that is what it Is doing to this
day-and II you ever visit the Yellow
stone national park and go to see the
Geysers you will see the little pool
Kissing and roaring with pain, rise
spouting from its prison in steam, on
" to condense to water again and
fall back into its place of punishment.
-New York Daily News -