Evening journal., 1916-12-20

Il was a Wild stormy day; one on
Which the elements seemed possessed
with the furies OF Wild animals en-
ragged inasmuch as they tore at each
other and fought for supremacy so
strenuously that tho woods shook and
trembled with the terceness OF the
battle.
Surely" thought little Violet as
abe peep0d cautiously out from her
poorly sheltered corner under the
tiny root OF a small tree. Surely
never has such battle ragged before.
Why, Father Time himself must be
affr'ghted to witness such warfare
among his Elements"
Hardly had Violet given expression
70 her thoughts than distant roar
smote upon her ear instantly she
withdrew her head and with a heart
beating wildly with fear she shrank
as far under the tiny root Of the small
tree as she could She was none too
soon; for scarcely had she withdrawn
10 her shelter than the roar increased
10 deafening proport ons. and almost
Immediately there rode into the For
est on a winged gray steed. King
North Wind. And a handsome figure
be made astr.de his huge steed and
clad IN a cloak OF fine white frost
embro dered IN a million tiny Icycles,
while IN his hand he majesticaliy car
ried a huge icicle spear
He did not stop until he came 10
the tree which sheltered Violet There
he brought his steod 10 a halt, while
be stopped from his saddle TO snatch
her up. for King North WIND was des-
perately in love with Violet, and had
fully determined % carry her away
with him into the Far North 10 be his
queen.
Violet, however. drew far back un-
der the root OF the tree so that King
North Wind was unable 10 reach her.
Very. very angry at his non success,
King North Wind became so violent
IN his rage and fury that he savageiy
and numerically beat everything
iown before him.
Hearing the crashing and the moan
ing Of the Forest as 70 was lashed by
its terrible and merciless master. VI
0let lay beneath the root OF the tiny
tree trembling and terror stricken.
After venting his fury to his satsfac-
tlon. the Northern King departed for
other regions.
Knowing. however. that she had not
actually escaped, but had onlys man
aged TO postpone her fate, Violet has
tened to take advantage Of the tenn
porary absence OF King North Wind.
so peeping cautiously out from her
shelter. she cried aloud to the Oak.
"Oh Father Oak, save me. be-
seech thee" Hearing the tiny voice
coming up from the ground. Fathe.
Oak bent his stately head and, look
ing down on her. said kindly:
Pray, who art thou who speaketh
TO me?,
Violet. noting the kindness in HE
voice. stepped out moro boldly and
looking up into the great solemn
brown eyes OF Father Oak, with her
soft. limpid blue ones. she said. 81
am Violet. the Daughter OF the Glen
and am pursued by Monster. one
King North Wild, who intends 10 car
ry me OF into the Kingdom OF the Far
North to be his wife, and oh, Father
Oak, can not, will not go. should
die IN the land OF the cold North
Wind. So help me, pray"
Father Oak heard her through, then,
slghing. said. MY dear little Violet.
] am afraid ! am powerless 10 help
you against this terrible Monster for
II Is the custom OF the entire Forest
70 bow their heads humbly to him. as
even the strongest must ever bow to
the greater strength. However. will
protect you as best I can. and will
notify all In my Kingdom to be ready
20 assist you IN any way they can.
At any rate. you may rest assured
that I will never forget the Daughter