THE STRANGE ADVENTURES
OF A PEBBLE
CHAPTER I
(JANUARY)
In the beginning the earth was without form and void.
—Genesis 1:1-2.
IN THE BEGINNING
I. How the Worlds and Myself Were Born
I've been through fire and water, I tell you! From my earliest pebblehood the wildest things you could imagine have been happening to this world of ours, and I have been right in the midst of them.
HOW MR. APOLLO TURNED ON THE LIGHT
The first scenes of all in my strange, eventful history remind me of the old Greek story about Apollo and that boy of his—Phaeton. Apollo's business, you remember, was to take the sun through the skies every day in his golden chariot, so that people could see to get about. It was a ticklish job, as the horses were fiery. As a rule, however, things went fairly well. To be sure, there were overdone days occasionally, just as there are now. Then the crops would wither and the birds and brooks stop singing. This, as the little Greek boys and girls believed, was because Apollo's horses ran too near the earth.