Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1909-07-16

ed to the changes, and he was not at
all surprised when he discovered that
he was the sum- 1t was not that he
could not get that which he wished
for: 1t was that he was handicapped
by not knowing just what 1t was that
he wanted.
Shining in the refulgent glory OF
brilliant day he saw countries scorch-
ed with his heat until the people were
perishing. for lack Of the food which ne
burned in the fields; more favored peo-
pie quickened into joy with his benef-
icient rays and the whole world made
light. Indeed, this, this was happiness,
this was contentment.
But suddenly even this happiness
was wrenched from him. For heavy
cloud drifted between him and the
earth. Try he ever so hard, he was
unable to dispel that cloud, which
prevented him from reaping that har-
vest Of happiness, the pleasure in see
ing what one is doing.
."Alas!" he said, "even as am, am,
but dust in the face Of that little cloud,
which has the power to take from me
all my glory, although millions Of men
throughout the world are worshipins
me. All, me, If they but knew how
impotent I really am. If I were only
that cloud!"
For a brief space All Foo was
cloud, keeping the light Of the sun
from reaching the earth, and mockins
at the efforts made by the orb Of day
to Danish him whence he came. Then
a breath of wind struck him gently,
and despite all his efforts to combat
this new enemy and continue his
usurped place before the sun, he was
moved at the will Of the wind.
"Why, oh why" moaned, in his dis
appointment" did not realize that
the wind was the greatest thing in
creation? Here have to give way be-
fore this breeze which may any mo-
ment grow in volume and utterly de-
stroy me. Oh, happiness alone con-
sists in being the wind!"
As the wind, All Foo blew to his
hearts content and laughed at the
puny efforts Of men and beasts, trees,
houses, even mountains, to retain the
places they had assumed upon the
earth. He blew up more clouds and
obscured the face Of the sun for days,
merely to vent his spleen at the disap-
pointment he had sustained when he
was the sun. Finally, firing Of this, he
sought the hot countries, cooled mems
fevered cheeks with balmy breezes,
then went out to sea and waited ships
upon their way. One, however, sought
to sail against him by tacking. and
this enrased him so that he at once
became terrific storm, sinking the
ship. So great was his fury, however,
that he could not at once check his
course. In this unwilling journey he
reached a great rock in the sea, and
there beat himself to pieces in the ef-
fort to move that obstruction. At last
he realized that he had met his mas
ter, for the rock would not bulge.
"a rock In the sea is the greatest
thing in the world" he moaned;
greater than I, and happiness and
contentment alone lie in being tina;
rock"
All Foo had now attained what he
thought was the ultimate aim Of man,
to be the greatest thing in the world,
for he was become the rock.
For days he sat in majestic grandeur
looking calmly over the ocean and de-
flying wind and wave. But, one morn
ing far out at sea, he deserted a small
boat bearing his way. In disdain, he
watched the careful efforts Of the man
it bore to avoid the dangers Of the sea
and marveled that anything could be
so base and continue to live. But the
boat bore steadily on until the man
landed upon All Foo and made his boat
secure. Then All Foo saw what he had
not seen before, that the man was a
stone cutter, equipped with the ham,
mer and chisel so familiar to him.
The man began whistling as he seated
himself, and then, suddenly, All Foo
felt a mighty pain. For the man with
his chisel was cutting directly into All
Foos heart, and soon he tore out a
piece and threw it into his boat.
"Alas!" said All Foo, II have travel
ed the circle Of creation and at great
effort and much pain, only to find that
was greater than everything in ere
alton when l was simple stone cut
ter, making way for the mandarin who
thought himself sublime. Oh. to re-
turn to my former condition, to go
back to my little hut in my little viii
lage, and have my little wife and my
little children. Grandeur is not hap
piness, only littleness and peace. That
is contentment."
But the s'enii who had allowed All
Foo to he Ve his wishes in progression
lost patience with him when he wished
to return to his old condition, and
gradually the poor despised stone cut
ter hacked him, All Foo, the most pow
erful thing in the world, so deeply
that the waters of the ocean closed
over his head forever.-William Har-
old Durham, in Los Angeles, (Cal.,)
Times.