For weeks the kindergarten had been deluged with nature verses, and the process of absorption was far advanced. Sufficiently to admit of a little squeezing with results, thought the teacher.
“Now, children,” she said, “I want you each to bring in a little verse that you have made yourselves about the buds, or the trees, or the flowers, or anything that pleases you.”
Various specimens were produced next day, but the gem of the collection was little May Flynn’s. With appropriate gestures she recited:
“See the pretty gold fish swimming in the globe!
See the pretty robin singing in the tree!
Who teached these two to fly together?
Who stucked the fur upon their breasts?
’Twas God. ’Twas God. He done it.”
A story about King Edward is worth repeating. Just before the illness which caused the postponement of the coronation, he was racing down one of the country roads in his motor-car at a speed which was away beyond the legal limit.