A Legend of the North Wind
MARY CATHERINE JUDD
orth wind likes a bit of fun as dearly as a boy does, and it is with boys he likes best to play.
One day, North Wind saw a brave little fellow eating his lunch under a tree. Just as he went to bite his bread, North Wind blew it out of his hand and swept away everything else that he had brought for his lunch.
"You hateful North Wind!" cried the little fellow. "Give me back my supper, I'm so hungry."
Now North Wind, like all brave beings, is noble, and so he tried to make up for the mischief he had done.
"Here, take this tablecloth," said North Wind, "and in whatever house you stay, spread it on the table; then wish, and you shall have everything you wish for to eat."
"Thank you!" said the boy, and he took the tablecloth and ran as fast as he could to the first house, which proved to be an inn.