Evening Star Newspaper, December 2, 1935, Page 10

Bedtime Stories ‘A Fisherman Stays. BY THORNTON W. BURGESS. *Tis food that rules the world today, And always has ruled just this way. —Old Mother Nature. OUGH Brother North Wind l ( and Jack Frost were doing their best to make the little people of the Green Forest and the Green Meadows uncomfortable. Rough Brother North Wind roared and howled and drove up snow clouds. Jack Frost covered the Smiling Pool with ice and made the ground hard and did his best to pinch noses and make himself felt through thick fur coats and coats of feathers. It was ‘Winter. Long since most of the feathered folk who spend the Winter in the Sunny South had flown away. Wel- come Robin and Winsome Bluebird had remained, but all the other mem- bers of their families had gone. Even Little Friend the Song Sparrow, who| often stays until the beginning of Winter, had gone a little way South. But there was one other of the feath- ered folk who ordinarily went South | ot this time of year who was still staying. It was Rattles the Kingfisher. Few of his friends knew that Rattles | Stein Bloch Clothes Mallory Hats Arrow Shirts Beau Brummel Ties | have to. had remained. It was supposed that he had gone long since. Just why he had stayed he hardly knew himself. Probably it was because he had dis- covered good fishing in the Laughing Brook and he didn't want to leave. When he had first found it he had sald to himself: “It is time I was moving along South, but this is too good to miss. Yes, sir, this is too good to miss. I fished this pool in the Sum- mer, but there wasn't good fishing then. Now the fish seem to have moved up here. It isn’t too cold yet, and I'll stay & while. One good thing about a pair of good wings is that you can always move along when you If it gets too cold I'll just go along South.” So Rattles the Kingfisher remained. and because that part of the Lavgh- ing Brook was in the Green Forest where few visited ‘at this season of | the year, it was known by only one, or two that he was there. The Smil- ing Pool was locked in ice. The pool where Rattles fished didn’t freeze over so quickly as the Smiling Pool down on the Green Meadows, but the day came when it, too, was skimmed over. | Rattles decided that the time had come to move on. He actually started. | MEN'S THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C., MONDAY, DECEMBER 2, 1935. Then it was that he made a discovery. He could find no more open water where he could fish. The Big River ‘was open in the middle, but there was no fishing, for little fish did not come near enough to the surface to be distance than I can fly without eat- ing.” - He kept on a little farther. There was one brook he knew of where he had often stopped for fish. He headed for that. It was frozen over. Already Rattles was very hungry, for he had flown far in the cold air. He perched J G.ST. AT U™ HE PERCHED ON A TREE ABOVE A FROZEN POOL AND RESTED. caught. The farther he went the more uneasy Rattles became. “I stayed too long,” said he to him- self. “Yes, sir, I made a big mistake and stayed too long. I should have | remembered that I would have to fly a very long distance before reaching new fishing grounds. I'm afraid Jack Frost is so far ahead of me that he has frozen all the pools for a greater on & tree above a frozen pool and rested. “There is just one thing to do,” he decided. “I must go back, I must go back to the Laughing Brook in the,Green Forest. That swift water below the pool where there is fishing will not freeze until it is much colder than it is now, and I can catch some fish in there. Then there is another pool I know of which seldom freezes over. I don't know why, but it is s0.” It was so. There was a certain pool in the Laughing Brook that rarely was covered with ice, and then for only a very brief time. You see, there were springs that fed it and kept it open. A weary fisherman was Rattles the Kingfisher when at last he got back to the Laughing Brook. He sighed with thankfulness as he saw the black open water. He would stay now, whether he wanted to or not. He would have to stay. Anyway, he would have to stay until there should be ‘warmer weather that would open some of the frozen pools farther South. Food he must have, and food he could get only where he could fish. (Copyright, 1935.) Cigarettes Peddled. Cigarettes are being sold by house- to-house peddlers 1n England. “ % 9 DIS 4400 STORE Separate Entrance on Tenth Street These are not ordinary ties . .. not ordinary silks ... not ordinary patterns or colorings . . . but gorgeous qualities for which you would ordinarily be glad to pay the regular price. 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