WHERE THE SUN WENT

Evening Post, Volume CXVII, Issue 111, 12 May 1934, Page 10

WHERE THE SUN WENT

(Original, by "Dixieanna," 16, City.) THE sun hacl set. ■ Dreen watched it with puzzled eyes' and a deep expression on her face. She wits standing at tho edge of the vocky cliffs , ~so. m S h above tho world. Tho sea below was dashing on the rocks and flinging Us foam to tho sunset nymphs—but Dreeu did not watch this, bho shook her tousled head and turned to walk back down the hill. Alight wmel blew her hair over her face, bnt she did not heed this. She walked silently on, kicking pufEballs out of their hiding-places as she went. "Where does the sun go?" said Dreen aloud as she climbed over tho fence and lumped into the soft grey sand.' "Even if I climbed tho highest mountain I don't suppose I'd find out where it went."

<m, » Dl§ Ll tCa' Dree" was ye luiet- Kot a ™rd did she say, save, ■Please' and. "Thank you." No one noticed how quiet she really was, except Grandpa. "Something is on that child's mind," he said to himself, "but shell soon conic to mo about it." ' '

Sure enough, when everyone was busily occupied after.tea Droen crept on to Grandpa's knee and talked to him in low tones so that no one would hear. Grandpa," she said, "where does tho sun go?" Grandpa looked puzzledhe truly hadn't expected it to be anything like this. "Tho Sun?"' ho echoed blanklg, tho sun—oh, yes, where does it go—you want to know?" \"Yes,"satf tho child patiently, "where does the sun go when it sets under the sea1?"

"Well, dear, I've never really -studied that question before. Let me talk it over with tho moonbeams toniglit, and then I'll tell you in the morning."

The next day Dreen was very excited. For days she had been thinking and wondering just where the sun went, and now in a few hours she would know.

"Let's sit hero in the sun while I tell you, then. You know. I had such an exciting talk with the moonbeams last night." "Did you? Oh, do hurry and tell me what they said!" "Very well," he began. "Eight on the other side of the world there's a little girl, just like you, about your age, too, only she's brown—brown as

"How did she get like that? She must be sunburnt," interrupted Drocn 'Tea, that's light, she's sunburnt. Well,'you know, the sun can't shine on two sides of the world at once, can it?" "No, of course not."

Well, you see, when it slips into the sea it rises on the other side of tho world, only the sky is bluer than our sky, aud tho sun is closer to the earth, so naturally that little girl is much, much browner than you are." "What is her name, Grandpa?" ' • "Oh—her name is Saro. She's a Hindu, and lives in India with her little brothers and sisters." ■ . '

' 't'm*1'" thouguti;ull y> "I see; but I wish it was more exciting than that." Do you, wee one? Well, I'm sorry it disappointed you, but you see, that's whero the sun goes." ~ • . "Yes," answered Dreen, walking away to her playthings, "but you know, Grandpa, I'm so pleased I know the truth about it."

Grandpa, shook his grey old head and chuckled to himself as he dug his spade deep into the sandy soil. "Bless the child," he murmured: "what will she want to know next, I wonder?" •