HOW THE RAIN CAME 



wood, congregating now in bigger and 

 bigger flocks, practising, I take it, for 

 their labor-day parade, went into fits 

 of laughter. " Haw, haw, haw ! " they 

 shouted, and whirled up into the sky 

 and took a look about and dashed down 

 again, convulsed. " Haw, haw, haw ! 

 Possible rain ; here 's the sky just ready 

 to spill out a twenty- four hour soaker!" 

 The wind went down with the -sun, 

 and the willow and maple leaves were 

 green again for a little before they 

 faded into the growing purple of the 

 dusk, but with every faint sigh of the 

 failing breeze the poplars loomed white 

 again with a radiant ghostliness which 

 seemed to people the rustling dusk with 

 softly phosphorescent spooks. You will 

 see these other-world visitors to the 

 pond shore only on such a night when 

 the wind is right. 



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