That person seems the prettiest whom we love the best; and the one who was faithful to us when we were in trouble is the one we should remain faithful to when our troubles are taken away.
THE MEETING OF THE WINDS.
THE north and the south winds met one day in a field beside a river. The north wind had brought some snow the night before, but the south wind blew soon after, and melted nearly all of it. Only a few white patches were left, here and there, along the sunny banks of the stream.
As soon as the winds came near each other the south wind said:
“Good-morning, brother! I am glad to meet you, though your cold breath quite chills me.”
“But I am not glad to meet you,” answered the north wind. “Why did you melt my snow so quickly? Could you not let it lie for one day?”