Rollo and Jonas had been sitting there husking some corn,—for it was in the fall of the year;—and as it was rather a cool autumnal day, Rollo said it was lucky that the sun shone in, for it kept them warm.
“Yes,” said Jonas; “and what is remarkable, it always shines in farther in the winter than it does in the summer.”
“Does it?” said Rollo.
“Yes,” said Jonas.
“And what is the reason?” asked Rollo.
“I don’t know,” said Jonas, “unless it is because we want it in the barn more in the winter than we do in the summer.”
“Ho!” said Rollo; “I don’t believe that is the reason.”
“Why not?” said Jonas.
“O, I don’t believe the sun moves about in the heavens, to different places, only just to shine into barn doors.”
“Why, it keeps a great many farmers’ boys more comfortable,” said Jonas.