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Show Fairy TalC& arjGraKamM;! MR. MOON'S CHAT Mr. Moon was laughing to himself as he leaned back on his sky couch. "Such a funny ttiing happened," he said. "A little girl said to her friend : "'Look at that moon up there.' "And her friend said : " 'Which moon?' "Well, the little girl laughed and said : " 'There Is only one moon. How silly you are.' "But the friend said : "Look at That " 'l kDOW tliere 13 Moon Up There." onI' one but you told me to look at "that moon" as though there were a number of others and as though you wanted me to be sure to see that particular one.' "Then they went off laughing and talking, but I thought to myself that it was quite a joke on the one who thought it had been a joke on the other." "Well," said Mr. Sun, who was still up In the sky and who hnd not gone to bed, even though Mr. Moon had come up, "I hope no one ever says that I 'sit.' "I heard some children saying to each other today that some Ignorant people would speak of a person as setting instead of sitting. "They said that It was not correct to say 'set', but that they should always al-ways say 'sit.' "Except, they explained, when speaking speak-ing of a hen, for then it was correct to say 'set' and not 'sit.' "Set was the word to use for hens, but sit for people. "We that's all right. "But they didn't say a word about me, and I would like to have them know that I don't sit. I set. "When I'm going to set. I don't sit. And I hope they understand this." "I think they do," said Mr. Moon. "Well, I hope so," said Mr. Sun, "and it is a relief to my mind that you think so." 'I have something else to tell you," said Mr. Moon. "I feel quite chatty, as you notice. "You do notice it, don't you?" "Yes," said Mr. Sun, "I notice it, and I am pleased, for it Is nice to have a chat with you. "I don't have this opportunity often, and soon now I must go to bed." "Well," said Mr. Moon, "the other thing I had to tell you was about a dog named Shrimp. "He was a dog not a fish. A nice dog, too. I saw him as I looked through a window the other night. "And what do you suppose he was doing? "He was listening to the music over the radio. When his master was listening. lis-tening. Shrimp barked and wanted to be given his turn, and when he listened, lis-tened, he was much pleased. "Now, If a dog didn't like to hear it, It would be cruel to try to make him listen, for many dogs would not care for music. "But Shrimp loved It, and he and his master were having such a good time. "It did amuse me though to see Shrimp's master hold the listening listen-ing part (I don't know all the terms, dear Mr. Sun. for I never had a radio outfit myself) over Shrimp's ears. "I also saw Shrimp playing a game called selling sell-ing papers, In which he went around m a k i ng - 'MM 7X? believe to sell Having Sucn a papers to the Good Time. family. "And each member of the family took a paper. "But I call Shrimp the radio dog now." "A good mime for him," laughed Mr. Sun, who hnd bepn much Interested in hearing of a dog who listened to the radio. "But good night. I must he off now to set and not to sit !" And Mr. Moon was alone ln the sky. except for the sinrs who came out now to join him. |
