HOW THE DIMPLES CAME


One bright, beautiful spring day, when the earth was fresh in its new
green dress decked with flowers, while the birds sang their sweetest
songs, and the brooks babbled merrily on their way to the rivers, two
wee dimples were sent by Mother Nature on a journey to find their work
in the world.

It was a delightful journey through the blue sky and past the fleecy
white clouds.

They played and danced with the sunbeams who led them on their way to
the earth.

The dimples could see nothing for them to do, so on they went,
frolicking and playing.

At last they found themselves among the trees and the bright flowers of
the earth.

They chased the sunbeams under the leaves, they rode on the butterflies'
wings, they sipped the honey with the bees from the flowers. Still, they
could find nothing to do. The sunbeams bade the dimples good-by and
silently crept home. "Oh," said the dimples, "what shall we do? We have
no place to rest tonight." "Here is a bird's nest; let us rest in this,"
said one dimple. "No, that will never do," said the other dimple, "for
there is the mother bird, who rests in her nest all night."