LITTLE NIGHT BREEZE

Sun (Auckland), Volume II, Issue 388, 23 June 1928, Page 29

LITTLE NIGHT BREEZE

Little Night Breeze lived up in the sky near Lady Moon. Little Night Breeze and Lady Moon were very dear friends. And how they loved the children of the earth! And how the children of the earth loved them! One summer day the sun shone and shone. The earth grew very hot and when night came it grew very still and sultry. The roses drooped their beautiful heads. The bluebells were silent. The pansy faces were sad. The buttercups were empty. “We are so thirsty,” they sighed, “and not a drop of dew to drink.” The little birds said, “Tweet, tweet, we cannot sleep, we cannot sleep.” Lady Moon sent a message to Little Night Breeze. She said, “Little Night Breeze, the roses are drooping their beautiful heads. The bluebells are silent. The pansy faces are sad. The buttercups are empty with no dew to drink. “The little birds are saying, ‘Tweet, tweet, we cannot sleep, we cannot sleep.’ ” Then Little Night Breeze answered and said, “Dear Lady Moon, I will go to the earth, and comfprt them if you will light the way.” Lady Moon said, “Dear Little Night Breeze, I will light the way.” Then Little Night Breeze spread her beautiful white wings and flew down to the earth. She flew to the hot, drooping roses and gently fanned them with her white wings. “Oh, what a cool little breeze!’* sighed the roses. “Now we can hold up our heads and look at the moon. Thank you, Little Night Breeze.” Then Little Night Breeze flew to the silent bluebells and gently fanned them with her white wings. “Oh, what a cool little breeze!” tinkled the bluebells. “Now we can ring our bells and make music for the flowers. Thank you, Little Night Breeze.” Then Little Night Breeze flew to the sad-faced pansies and gently fanned them with her white wings. “Oh, what a cool little breeze!” whispered the pansies. “Now we can look up at Lady Moon and smile. Thank you. Little Night Breeze.” Then Little Night Breeze flew to the buttercups and gently fanned them with her white wings. Slio poured into each tiny cup a drop of dew. “Oh, what a cool little breeze!” whispered the buttercups, as they drank their fill of the dew. “Thank you. Little Night Breeze.” Then Little Night Breeze flew to the hot little birds and gently fanned them with her white wings. “Oh, what a cool little breeze!” chirped the birds. “Tweet, tweet, now we can sleep, now we can sleep. Thank you, Little Night Breeze.” And Littl© Night Breeze stayed and gently fanned the children of the earth all night long, for Little Night Breeze loves the children of the earth, and they love her, too.