182 MARCH 



They said, " Not yet, not yet, little twins ! " 

 Sometimes the wind carried them on short 

 journeys. 



After a while it grew colder. 



Then came snow and ice. 



The twins had long since separated. 



Now each was frozen to the ground. 



They could not move. 



The wind broke off bits of their wings. 



They began to look old and brown. 



They felt very much discouraged. 



" Shall we ever be trees ? " they said. 



At last spring came. 



And then the maple keys had their party. 

 No wonder they were gay and happy. 

 For each maple baby had sent a little white 

 foot into the ground. 



You call this foot a root. 



But it is a foot for the little maple baby. 



It helps her to stand up. 



But I will tell you something very strange : 



Maple babies have mouths in their feet. 



They cannot run around to get their food. 



But their feet can travel. 



