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Show AARY GIHAA BONNER. ROASTING APPLES "Will you tell the brownies ahoui us?" asked the red apples. "For' yoii know that you blew about us so much, we fell to the ground." Mr. Wind laughed. "We didn't mind that, so now will you whisper our message?" So the whisper-messages were sent on the wings of Mr. Wind's grandchildren, grand-children, the breezes, and soon the brownies arrived. They wore red suits and red hats and looked quite rosy and red themselves. them-selves. "Ah, such a good, crisp, cold evening," eve-ning," said they. "We should not be1 surprised if the leaves all fell tonight." to-night." "Yes," said another brownie, "just see how they are blowing." "We will come down," whispered the leaves, but the brownies did not hear. Instead the grandchildren of Mr. Wind heard and they came back to play with the leaves. Oh, how they tossed and chased each other. The leaves dropped from the trees and skimmed along the ground. And then they would fly up a little way again and the Breezes would catch them. For a long time they played, while below the old npple tree the brownies sat and ate thered apples. "We'll have a bonfire and roast some "We'll Have a Bonfire and Roast Some of the Apples." of the apples," said Pillle P.rownie. 'Hurrah," shouted the other brownies. brown-ies. And they set to work. First they got slicks ami twigs, and tliey began to set up a line fire. The breer.es were so Interested that they stopped playing, and the leaves dropped about. "hot's walcli the bonfire," said the breezes. 'T.ut what will become of us?" asked the leaves. "Maybe the brownies will put you In the bonfire, and you can blaze, too, and hear what the merry lillle Humes have to tell you." "All right." said the leaves. P.ut you must help us a little, I'.reezes." So the breezes blew ever so little mid the brownies began to notice that the wind was dying down. "We might use some f these leaves for the bonfire," suggested one of the brownies. "They don't seem to be blowing about any more." "Fine Idea," should another brownie. And to work they all went licking up all the leaves they could gather In their chubby arms. On the honllre went the leaves, nnd the merry little flames rushed up to greet them. "Hello, leaves," said the flames, will you help us roast the red apples for the brownies?'1 "Yes," shouted the leaves, and lis they said that, a great big blaze came from them. "(low beautifully those leaves burn. ' said the brownies, and as the leaves grew dull and turned up at the edges they smiled to themselves In nnolher llllit' Hash of light. " Willi t would we do wllhout leaves i and apples and the wind anil all such I wonderful things?" said P.IIIle I'.rnvnlo And every one agreed llial Ihe.v did help along a lot. but the vote of llm evening went to Ihe delicious roncted tipples. |